New Poems

A burning log, a fiery heart, In our cozy cabin, set apart. Snowflakes dance on window pane, Winter whispers, soft as rain. A family gathers, snug and near, Autumn's chill, now banished here. Mother knits with needles bright, Father reads by firelight. Little Lily, with eyes so keen, Sees dancing shadows, a winter scene. Brother Tom, with playful shout, Throws gingerbread men all about. The fire crackles, leaps and glows, As Winter winds outside it blows. Stories told, and songs we sing, Warmth the fire seems to bring. Hot cocoa steams, a sweet delight, Chasing away the frosty night. Marshmallows melt, a gooey treat, Happy smiles we all repeat. The cabin hums a gentle tune, Beneath the silver winter moon. Outside the world may freeze and frown, Inside, warmth is all around. With bellies full and hearts so light, We slumber soundly through the night. Dreaming of snowflakes, soft and white, Happy Winter, filled with light!

Deep Blue Dive (Poem body) Swimming, swimming, down I go, To the sea floor, watch me glow! Sunbeams dancing, a watery haze, On coral castles, in a magical maze. A diver am I, with a tank on my back, Exploring the ocean, there's no turning back! Fish with stripes, and fish with spots, Waving hello from their secret grotto spots. Crab scuttling sideways, a grumpy old soul, Sea urchin spiky, losing all control! Anemones waving, a gentle sea dance, While a playful seahorse, takes a sideways glance. Deeper and deeper, the colors fade, A giant squid, puts on a parade! Its tentacles swirling, a mesmerizing sight, Glowing with colors, in the fading sunlight. A treasure chest gleams, half-buried in sand, Gold coins sparkling, held tight in my hand! But the ocean is vast, and my time is now done, Time to head upwards, before the day's run. Back to the surface, a bubbly spree, What a deep blue dive, for little old me! Safe and sound, beneath the blue sky, With tales of the ocean, way up high.

Twinkling, a secret the field held so deep, Of clover and crickets, where wildflowers sleep. A blanket of green, kissed by dewdrops so bright, Ready to welcome the wonders of night. The Stars, oh, the Stars! Little diamonds so bold, Escaping their daytime, a story untold. They tiptoed from heavens, in shimmering showers, To dance in the meadow, amongst the sweet flowers. Glowing, they landed, on petals so frail, Each tiny Star sparkled, a luminous trail. They tickled the fireflies, with silvery beams, And whispered to crickets, of fantastical dreams. The wind played a tune, on grass blades so high, As Stars chased each other, across the night sky. They painted the field, with celestial hues, Of indigo, silver, and stardust-kissed blues. Shining Night, embraced by their glorious light, The field overflowed, with magic and might. And when morning arrived, with sunshine so grand, The Stars winked goodbye, holding hands, in the land.

Tripping on a root, so stout, In the woods, a funny shout! Clumsy Bear, all fluffy brown, Tumbled head-over-heels down! The woods were green, the sun was bright, Birdies sang with all their might. A buzzing bee, a leafy breeze, Clumsy Bear, amongst the trees! He tripped again, a wobbly flop, Right into a dandelion crop! He wore a crown of yellow fuzz, Looking silly, just because! He tried to stand, with furry paws, But slipped on berries, by the laws Of gravity and muddy ground, Spinning 'round and 'round and 'round! He bumped a tree, a gentle thud, And startled a little wood-thrush, bud! The bird flew up, a feathered streak, While Bear just giggled, feeling weak! He rolled some more, a furry ball, Ignoring gravity's firm call! He landed splat, right in a stream, And woke up from his silly dream! Covered in mud, and leaves, and goo, Clumsy Bear knew what to do! He shook and shimmied, with a happy sigh, And splashed around, beneath the sky! The woods all chuckled, soft and low, Watching Bear put on a show! A clumsy dance, a muddy grin, Silly moments, from within!

Always Together A swing set sighs in sunny park, Green grass tickles, leaving its mark. Laughter echoes, a joyful sound, Where friendships blossom, all around. Lily and Leo, with bright, wide eyes, Ready for fun beneath the skies. Chloe and Kai, skip hand-in-hand, Adventures wait in this playground land. Lily pumps high, a soaring flight, Leo catches her with all his might. Chloe builds castles, tall and grand, Kai digs a moat with sandy hand. They chase the pigeons, a feathery blur, Sharing secrets, just between her and sir. Slide down the rainbow, a whooshing spree, Friendship's magic, wild and free. The sun dips low, painting the sky, With hues of orange, waving goodbye. Tired and happy, side by side, Always together, their hearts confide.

In a forest glade, where sunbeams kissed, Fairy World was, on a misty list. Tiny fairies, wings alight, Played in meadows, pure and bright. With giggles soft, and dances free, Beneath the shade of the oak tree. They painted petals, dewdrop dyes, And chased the butterflies in skies. They brewed sweet nectar, sparkling gold, A happy life, a story told. They rode on fireflies, tiny steeds, Planting dreams, fulfilling needs. They sang to flowers, soft and low, Making the tallest lilies grow. But hush, be still, and you might see, The magic dust they scatter free. For fairy laughter, light and gay, Turns every night to a brighter day!

Into the Sky Air, a fluffy cotton dream, Clouds like castles, it would seem. A breezy hug, a sunny kiss, The perfect day for sky-high bliss! Pilot Pete, with goggles bright, Adjusted levers, left and right. His trusty plane, a shiny red, Ready for adventure overhead! "Getting plane!" he called with glee, "Buckle up, adventure's for me!" The engine roared, a happy sound, As wheels left earth, no longer bound! Flying high, a world so grand, Tiny houses, like toys in hand. Past fluffy sheep, (the cloud kind, see?), And rainbow bridges, wild and free! He looped and twirled, a daring feat, Dodged grumpy clouds, a sugary treat, Fought wind dragons, with a playful roar, Then aimed for home, and the friendly shore! Landed safe, on solid ground, Adventure over, homeward bound. Pilot Pete, with happy sigh, "A perfect flight, way up high!"

In forests deep, where shadows creep, And sunlight dances, secrets to keep, Lived a fox, so sleek and grand, The fastest runner in the land! He woke one morn, a hungry chap, A rumbling tummy, in his lap. "A hunt!" he cried, with joyful bark, To chase a meal, before it's dark. He sniffed the breeze, a twitching nose, Where tasty scents, divinely rose. A fluffy tail, a flash of red, Across the mossy path he sped! He saw a bunny, plump and white, Nibbling clover, with all its might. The fox crouched low, a silent blur, A sudden dash, a whirring fur! The bunny hopped, with frantic leaps, While danger nipped, in slumber deeps. Through tangled roots, and thorny vines, The chase ensued, in twisting lines! But Fox was fast, a cunning friend, His speedy paws, would never bend. He pounced and caught, with skillful grace, A happy grin, upon his face. Beneath a tree, with berries bright, He dined that night, with pure delight. The fastest fox, his hunger stilled, A yummy dinner, nicely filled!

Covering roofs like powdered sugar sweet, Are houses huddled, cozy on the street. Chimneys puffing, painting skies so gray, Waiting for the sun to chase the clouds away. Snow, the mischievous artist of the sky, Dances down with a twinkle in its eye. He tiptoes softly, a feathery delight, Blanketing the world in shimmering white. "Snow on the roof!" the children shout with glee, Ready for a snowball fight, wild and free! Dad grabs a shovel, strong and brave and bold, A snowy mountain starts to rise, we're told! Shoveling and scraping, a rhythmic, crunching sound, As pathways clear and safe are newly found. Higher and higher, the snowdrift starts to grow, A frosty castle, glistening in the glow! But oh, the cold! Our noses red and numb, A yearning for the warmth, a cozy, snug home. Hot cocoa steams, a comforting embrace, Warm Inside, with smiles upon each face.

Swimming in the sea so blue, Where sunlight dances, shining through, Live fishes, scales a shimmering sight, Darting left and darting right. Deep Water Fish, a curious crew, In coral castles, peek-a-boo! Anemones sway, a gentle dance, Giving fishes a playful chance. They blow small bubbles, round and clear, Whispering secrets, only they can hear. Through swaying kelp forests, dark and green, The Deep Water Fish are often seen. A grumpy crab with pinchers bold, Tells them tales of treasures old. A wise old turtle, slow and grand, Leads them to a hidden sand. They chase the plankton, tiny and bright, Like living stars in the fading light. They dodge the jellyfish, with stinging grace, A watery game at a dizzying pace. Then, nestled deep in ocean caves, Away from crashing, angry waves, They dream of coral, pearls so grand, Happy Deep Water Fish, hand in fin hand!

Going down, a fiery show, Upon the sea, where wavelets go. Mr. Sun, a jolly chap, In orange hat and golden lap, Was tired from shining, bright and bold, A story of the day, to be told. He dipped his toes in ocean blue, The water shimmered, pink and new. The clouds puffed up like cotton sweet, A painter's dream, oh what a treat! The seagulls cried a sleepy tune, As colors bloomed beneath the moon. The fishes leaped in joyful glee, A sunset party by the sea! He winked his eye, a fading gleam, And whispered low, a silent dream. Behind the waves, he slipped away, Ending day, until next day.

The Goat is Silly (Poem body) Baa-baa! Honk-honk! What a farmyard sound! Silly Goat's awake, dancing on the ground! Sunbeams peek on fences, red and tall, Roosters crowing answers to the cow's loud call. Goat, with beard so pointy, eyes so bright, Decided breakfast wasn't quite right! He spied Farmer Giles's trousers on the line, And thought, "A tasty snack! Oh, so divine!" Munch, munch, chomp, a cotton-flavored treat! Farmer Giles then shouted, "That's my Sunday seat!" Goat just blinked, with grass stains on his chin, And then he saw the tulips peeking from within! Red and yellow petals, such a vibrant hue, Goat gobbled them right up, a flowery stew! He skipped and hopped, a rainbow in his tummy, While Farmer Giles just sighed, feeling quite grumpy. But Goat, so full of flowers and of thread, Did a funny little jig, stood on his head! Farmer Giles forgot his trousers, stained and torn, And laughed so hard he fell down in the corn. Goat, the silliest ever seen on earth, Had filled the farm with giggles, proving his worth! With a happy bleat, he winked his goaty eye, And munched a dandelion, beneath the bright blue sky!