Xapa to the World

Category: Children’s/Just For Fun

Either childrens poems, or poems written just to be goofy…and probably both.

  • Poem: Outburst

    Hey everyone!  Here’s another poem for your enjoyment.  I wrote this poem in response to an overwhelming feeling that I needed to do something creative.  I love artistic endeavors, whether it’s singing, playing my piano or violin, or painting some furniture and wooden pieces, or writing a poem.  I didn’t actually have anything in mind to do, I just wanted to DO something…and so came this poem.  Enjoy it!

    PS.  The phrase “Make love to the media” isn’t provocative…it’s meant to show an indulgence in romance which comes from the different forms of media (pen, paper, paint, music, etc).

    June 23rd, 2006

    I feel artsy!
    Where’s my pen? My pad?
    My easel? My paintbrush?
    My violin’s tuned and my fingers ready,
    Come muse of my muses,
    Let’s get with the music!
    This canvas is blank and itching for color
    A picture is forming,
    A dance of brushes!
    My pen is brand new to be broken in
    With words after words
    Making sweet movement.
    Come with me and enjoy imagination
    Artistic expression
    Make love to the media.
    It soon will be over
    So come quick,
    Come now!

    Sarah ><>

  • Poem: A Lightning Bug Hunt

    (Rachel & Leo Collection)

    Aug 15, 2005

    The sky was starting to slowly get dark
    As Rachel and Leo dashed to the park.
    Their mission was simple, their plan complete.
    Catching lightning bugs was what they’d compete.

    With her jar in hand, Rachel skipped about
    And Leo decided a different route.
    As he crept so quietly into the trees,
    The lightning bugs there were ready to please.

    The bugs in the trees were blinking a storm,
    And in Leo’s mind a plan began to form.
    He would climb to the top and catch them all!
    But if he fell, it would be a great fall.

    He climbed up one branch, and then another
    His tail wrapped around the jar of Rachel’s mother.
    “I won’t fall at all! I won’t! I won’t!”
    Then Rachel ran up and said, “Oh, Weo! Don’t!”

    “I reawwy think the wightning bugs are nice
    And awready I’ve caught them twice!
    But in their home is where they shouwd be found.
    I wike them fwying and bwinking around.”

    So Leo began to climb slowly down,
    And he and Rachel turned back towards town.
    Tomorrow another plan they would make
    While sitting in the reeds by the lake.

    Sarah ><>

  • Poem: Ode to Spell Check and some similes

    August 2nd, 2005

    I have a friend who lives in my computer
    He’s a sweet little fellow
    Though he’s rarely mellow.

    You may wonder why I like him so much.
    What is all the hype
    I’m making when I type?

    The written word is my favorite thing.
    See, spell check is his name
    And proof reading’s his game.

    If I make a mistake, which tends to be often
    He’s as quick as a flash
    With his spell checking lash.

    A red squiggly line is his mark of the trade
    Under my misspelled terms
    Wiggling like tiny worms.

    Ah, Mr Spell Check. Thank you, so, so much!
    My English is better
    So I close this letter.

    A Series of Similes for Spell Check

    Spell Check is like magic…
    Your error once was there, but poof! now it’s gone!

    Spell Check is like a dog…
    When you drop your food, it cleans up the mess.

    Spell Check is like a man…
    He thinks he knows what you’re saying, but once again is wrong.

    Sarah ><>