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Yippee! In honor of Poetry Month, Easter, and all things rabbity,
my free-verse picture book, To Rabbittown is now only 99 cents
on iTunes, Kindle, Nook--yippee! (Picture me jumping up and
down like an over-caffeinated kangaroo…)
Download the free Kindle for PC  if you don’t have an eReader.

And here are links to Poetry Month
in the Kidlitosphere–thanks, Jama!

Eli found Squirrel at the dog park.
Eli loves Squirrel.
Squirrel no longer squeaks. 
Eli removed Squirrel’s squeaker.
He couldn’t help himself.

Howdy, Campers and welcome to my 2012 Poem-A-Day Challenge!¬† Wowee–I can’t believe it’s here again!¬† This means I’ve been writing a poem a day since I took the challenge in April 2010.¬† Two. Whole. Years.¬† Over six hundred poems.

Ask any writer and I’ll bet 98% of us wonder if we deep-down really ARE writers.¬† Writing a poem a day has given me an amazing gift–I no longer doubt that I’m a writer.

This month, all the poems will be DOG POEMS, because the dog park is my new addiction.¬† So, let’s get on with the dog show–arf, arf!


April 9


by April Halprin Wayland

One mud-spotted,
XXXXL, men’s hooded sweatshirt:

One pair of paw-stained,
dull blue,
quilted men’s sweatpants:

One pair of
extra-thick men’s socks:

One pair of dusty grey,
fifteen-year-old running shoes,
tossed in the Goodwill bag, then retrieved:

One pair of old guy
scratched black, wrap-around plastic sunglasses
that Uncle Davie gave me when he moved:

One bouncing-off-the-wall,
lanky, licky,
too-tall teenaged dog:

There’s no disguising it:
I’m a dog park dork.

Poetry Prompt:

Observation, said my mentor, Myra Cohn Livingston, is the key to good writing.¬† One day I looked, really looked at what I wear at the dog park in winter–oy! ¬† Check all fashion sense at the double gate.¬† Your best friends there are wacky, passionately friendly, and they have big, muddy paws.

It’s your turn.¬† Slow down.¬† Be present.¬† Observe one facet of your life.¬† How do people in your galaxy dress?¬† Or look for one color all day long.¬† What’s bright yellow?¬† What’s your attitude about this thing you’ve observed?¬† Does it make you laugh?¬† Make you feel self-conscious?¬† Make you want to run out of the room howling?¬† Write a poem so that we see it through your eyes.

poem © 2012 April Halprin Wayland. All rights reserved

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