Mom… so much inspiration to be found here. Including one instruction heard throughout my childhood about healthy eating, plus my own children’s breakfast habits. That’s right my friends: it’s rhyme time once more! Mom Insists We Eat Fiber, So… Grape jelly piled high, Who can take the most? If you look really hard You might… Read More Mom Insists We Eat Fiber So… A Bookaneer Poem
“Diver Dreams”, another poem before us Where the picture, that came first! A brand new writing exercise With yet another verse. Playing with a childhood dream That never came to be- But I have become a writer And that makes me happy! Diver Dreams Someday, if I must grow up I know just what… Read More Diver Dreams: A Bookaneer Poem
Rainbow: it delights me- Just can’t do it justice with words- Yet of all springtime heralds, This poem’s for the birds! Rainbow Alight on bare branches Wherever they choose, They’re a flurry of feathers In a spectrum of hues. A bright, vibrant contrast to Winter’s austerity- They’re twittering madly In my naked tree. I’m… Read More First Rainbow of Spring: A Poem with Feathers
Spring is a hunger (Right now I’m starved for it) So to tide us all over, A new poem I’ve writ. Spring Already? Time Flies When You Hibernate I do not care Spring’s here at last, You go on out And have a blast. Bask in sunshine Squelch through mud, Dance with tulips, Delight in… Read More Spring Already? A Bookaneer Poem
Doing art with kids? There’s no need for distress- Unleash your creative beast! (Just prepare for a mess). Creative Corner Scribbling madly On the wall, Sketching wild Down the hall- Why should my Mom Get so mad? It’s the best time That I’ve had! Weather It Out So stay tuned readers, There’s more jolly… Read More Creative Corner: An “Artistic” Poem
Priorities For kids at a meal? Be prepared for tantrums- Or to strike a deal. Priorities: My Latest Poem I have no room for broccoli, I have no room for peas, But I do have room for chocolate cake- May I have some please? How could I eat my salad up? How could… Read More Priorities: Rhyme Time with the Bookaneer
“Every party need a pooper.” That’s what my Mum used to say whenever one of us misbehaved at a festive event. It’s only as I’ve grown-up myself (well, more or less) that I understand what she meant. I just never expected it to inspire me in a poetic sort of way. Nothing throws parents into… Read More Party Pooper: Free the Festivities One Rhyme at a Time
Marshmallow… yet another one of those scrumdiddlyumptious words. Kids, adults, we’re all guilty of loving these delicious little sweet balls of fluff. Me and my family are no exception. Especially my son Seth. As a toddler every night we’d have the same conversation. It went something like this: Seth: “Mum! Know what I want for… Read More Marshmallow Pancakes: A Yummy Poem
Halloween up North can be cold. Given tonight’s weather forecast I’ll probably nag my kids to bundle up- not that we’d let anything so inconsequential as even a snowstorm wreck our fun tonight. After all… there is candy to be had! Meanwhile, enjoy my extra-special Halloween poem. Halloween (Up North) Grab your parka, Snow pants, hat,… Read More Halloween (Up North): Rhyming Through the Snow We Go!
You reached the top… Scary drop Come on now, it’s easy! My stomach feels queasy. Would I ever lie? I’m too young to die! Are you a baby? Hmmm… maybe. There-down you glide! … I hate the slide.