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Winterland Tea
Heather Reading “Trick or Treat?” (Kids Poem)
Trick or Treat?
Listen to Heather read this poem here
In the fall, I start to plan
the disguise of all disguises.
I plot and prepare
for an evening of surprises.
I practice stirring a witch’s pot;
I wear scars like Frankenstein’s.
I cackle and I screech
like an owl up in the pines.
I can be what I want;
mysterious and unseen.
Oh, what should I be
for this year’s Halloween?
I could be a pirate,
if I only had a patch.
Or perhaps a fire-eater,
if I only had a match.
I could be a fortune teller,
but I’d need a crystal ball.
I could be Humpty Dumpty,
but who would be my wall?
Perhaps I’ll be a butterfly,
with blue-speckled wings.
Perhaps a court jester;
my dog could be the King.
No, I must be different—
and scary—a surprise.
So no one else can tell it’s me,
except by my two eyes.
Yes, I’ll be what I want;
mysterious and unseen.
But what will YOU be
For this year’s Halloween?
copyright Heather Grace Stewart 2012
One More Chance
Three Poems by our Four-year-old
This month, I’ve been putting the finishing touches on my next collection, Leap, due out March 2010 and available here, where you can also find my other collection, Where the Butterflies Go. I’ve been incredibly busy with three other writing projects, so what better time to introduce a guest poet to my blog? Our daughter Kayla often speaks in poems–at least I think so. I’ve copied down a few of the sentences she said this week. This will be her first time being published and she’s very excited!
I copied her phrases word-for-word, but titled two of the poems myself (with her approval). “Suppertime Astronomy” came to her while she was eating supper. She got up from the table, peeked out the window, and said exactly this. “Spring Festival” is what she told me her painting above was called, and so when I asked her to write a poem called Spring Festival, she came up with those three lines.
Introducing, for the first time ever, the art and poetry of Kayla Mae Stewart!
Suppertime Astronomy
The man on the moon
is fishing for stars
and playing the piano
On Thunder
I think the Earth is mad at me
because I put the cat
inside the Barbie camper.
Spring Festival
There’s honey inside flowers;
The bees and butterflies spread it.
That’s just how it is.
Heather Grace Stewart 