Leaf Poems

 Parker in 1st Grade...

Mimi in the 1st Grade...

HISS

HISS

Hiss something is going to explode

It could also be a snake

Someone could be mad

Scared I will be if they all happened

By Parker

more poetry...

Here's another one from Parker

Jumping

On a giant beam

I'm ready to jump off

I'm a meteor 

He's referring to this video, it happens OFTEN!  

video

Exam Haiku

Greg writes a poem
nearly everyday about
exam studying

They are all in Haiku, 5 syllable-7 syllable-5 syllable.  

Find them here...

twitter.com/exam_haiku

enjoy. 

National Poetry Month

The other day I made some bread...Yoda really liked it!  

 

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In honor of National Poetry Month I'd like to share some poems

Here's one from Parker

Batman in Green

I saw Batman today

He usually works in black and gray

He still looked mean,

But instead he wore green

Because it was st. Patrick's day

A cupcake poem for Sonya's birthday

Eight little cupcakes, sitting in a tin
along came Yoda and then there were sev-en!

Seven little cupcakes, not from a mix
along came Mimi and then there were six!

Six little cupcakes, with honey from a hive
along came Parker and then there were five!

Five little cupcakes, not on the floor
along came Sonya and then there were four!

Four little cupcakes, decorated like bee
along came Josh and then there were three!

Three little cupcakes, on a plate of blue
along came Rebekah and then there were two!

Two little cupcakes -- not a ton
along came Jill and then there was one!

One little cupcake, waiting for a hero
along came Daddy and then there were zero!

Happy birthday! 

And a little cupcake dance as well!  This girl loves her some cupcakes! 
(Sorry for the squeaky camera...)

More of Poetry Month

Greg submitted a poem to a nature blog and they posted it yesterday--Hooray!

Check it out here


He's a super fun poet. It's one the reasons I fell for him 18 years ago.  Yup, 18 years this fall. 

He said there are lots of other poems on this blog that are good too, his favorite is the one about the apple.

Enjoy and Happy Spring!

Parker's Poem

Spring brings you lots of things. One of them is rain which grows the grain.

Shopping and Shel Silverstein

Greg, asking Parker how his new pants look: "How do they look?
Parker: "Pretty snazzy!"

*Later*

Parker putting on his new shoes: "These are snazzy!"
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Mimi, while looking over my shoulder at a scribbled-note that I'm writing: "How can Dad read it?  That's not read-ish!"
__________

Greg, describing the new pj's that he bought for Yoda: "Well, he liked them so much that when he started licking them, I decided we better buy them."
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While listening to an NPR story (found here) about Shel Silverstein, Yoda was so excited to listen to the poems, he pulled up a chair to get closer to the radio.  (The radio is on the counter and not bolted to the underside of the cabinet because of the continuing kitchen reno--more on that soon.)

Poetry Month

Parker has trouble expressing himself.  But occasionally he comes up with some beauties.  Here's a poem from Kindergarten that I will NEVER throw away.

Hiaku about lack of photos

Now everyone well
Back to blogging until, ugh
Camera broken
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but if you need a photo and quote to fill your Gibby need this week check out my sister's blog--check out baby C's smile!

Haiku about the lack of an update

Several viruses
infecting all the Gibby's
their computer too

Exam Haiku

Although Greg did not take an exam this May, he did proctor one, here's what he did to pass the time:

My calculator
Guides me thought the exam and
Is my only friend

I leave the buttons
Mashed up and down to find the
Lettered answer choice

My earplugs have not
Nor will they be approved by
The supervisor

The overhead lights
Flickering fluorescently
Casting quick shadows

At last I take this
Exam but before I am finished
I must return it

Forgotten pencil
Prohibits me from pure joy
Oh borrowed pencil

Lost, 24 and
American Idol were
Exam casualties

The first weekend since
February that I won’t
Spend with my I.T.

The real question is
How did I study so much
And know so little

More anxiety
Now I learn that caffeine is
A diuretic

Upon my final
Review the answer sheet looks
Like a Christmas tree

If I fail this test
Again my life will continue in
A holding pattern

Black-Scholes stained my soul
Dirty measure theory tricks
I cannot forgive

When my life starts up
Again in two and half
Hours the sun will shine

My red swivel chair
Tweaks my spine representing
My site of failure

My neighbors coughing
His pencil chewing his lack
Of grooming sicken

The silence in here
Is not that quiet given
The street construction

Which of the first five
Letters will I choose for this
Impossible crap