Archive for the 'Poems' Category

A Lemon’s Plea

Friday, November 11th, 2011

I can see you’re looking dour,
So I’ve stopped by your address.
It seems that life delivers me
To folks most in distress.
Judging from that dismal scowl,
You’ve had some lousy luck.
Perhaps you lost your tennis match,
Or your radiator’s stuck?
In any case, take my advice -
Tomorrow’s a new day!
Look on the bright side; crack a smile
And I’ll be on my way.
There’s no need for that juicer…
Take a breath and count to three.
Lemonade may cheer your mood,
But it spells the end for me.

Jesse Anna BornemannWritten by Jesse Anna Bornemann.
Illustrated by Allie Biondi.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

Holey Cow!

Thursday, September 15th, 2011

HOLY COW! HOLY COW!
It’s something people shout…
Where it comes from, well, that’s something
They know nothing about.

HOLY COW! HOLY COW!
Maybe this will clear things up.
Let me introduce you to
My cow, Miss Buttercup.

HOLY COW! HOLY COW!
Do you think that I would tease?
The holey cow is very real…
That’s where we get swiss cheese.

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Chris Leavens.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

The Plum

Wednesday, June 8th, 2011

Jesse Anna BornemannWritten by Jesse Anna Bornemann.
Illustrated by Aaron Miller.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

The Circus!

Wednesday, February 23rd, 2011

THE CIRCUS!

Tomorrow I join the circus!
Yep, I’m gonna run away.
But first I need to find my act,
I’ve only got a day.

I thought about a bearded-lady
But just can’t grow a beard.
And furthermore, since I’m a boy
That might be kinda weird.

Lion-tamer might do the trick
If only they didn’t bite.
Tight-rope walker — that might work
Except for my fear of heights.

How about an acrobat?
I cannot touch my toes.
Strong man, clown or fire-breather?
Surely none of those!

I guess the only job for me
Is human cannonball.
Which makes me think…
On second thought…
I won’t go after all!

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Richard Wilkinson.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

Fractured by Fractions

Friday, February 18th, 2011

FRACTURED BY FRACTIONS

Ruth was puzzled; Ruth was perplexed.
Ruth was worried; Ruth was just vexed.

Today was Monday: tomorrow was near.
At 9am on Tuesday came Ruth’s dreaded fear.

Ruth’s problem was numbers; fractions to be exact.
Demon denominators and numerators in fact.

Miss Allard had explained it; she had cut up pizza pies.
Miss Allard had tried so hard; but all Ruth could do was cry.

“See, 1 over 5 is one fifth,” Miss Allard wrote.
“Then 1 over 6 is one sixth,” Miss Allard spoke.

“So 1 over 7 is one seventh,” Miss Allard said.
“And 1 over 8 is one eighth.” Numbers buzzed in Ruth’s head.

“I don’t understand it. I can’t see what you mean.
Please show me one more time,” Ruth begged her friend Jean.

Jean said “1 over 2 is one half,” to Ruth in Duluth.
Ruth smiled and said ” But wouldn’t 1 over 2 be one tooth?”

Eowana JordanWritten by Eowana Jordan.
Illustrated by Ann Troe.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

PB&J

Wednesday, February 9th, 2011

Don’t be afraid of jellyfishes.
(With peanut butter, they’re quite delicious.)

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Maria Bogade.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

Mispronuncitations

Thursday, February 3rd, 2011


MISPRONUNCITATIONS

We visit all the time,
I’ve been going all my life—
I’m pretty sure I know just how it’s sayed.
Just watch for a sign,
There will be one in no time,
And the right pronuncitation’ll be displayed.
A sign! Here it comes!
I’m going to prove that you’re all chumps!
You’ll see that I’ve been right all along!
But what is this? Why, oh why?!
I can’t believe my weary eyes!
Even here they say Misconsin wrong!!!!

Karen Bjork KubinWritten by Karen Bjork Kubin.
Illustrated by Nicholas Andrew Davies



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

Bear Dare

Tuesday, January 4th, 2011


………………………….I took a dare
………………………….To tickle this bear
………………………….Because it just sounded like fun.

………………………….Will he wiggle?
………………………….Will he jiggle?
………………………….Will he giggle when the tickling’s done?

………………………….Now, all that I’ve learned,
………………………….If you’re concerned,
………………………….Is exactly how fast I can… RUNNNNNNNNN!!!!

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Brad Sneed.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

The Next Island

Friday, November 12th, 2010


THE NEXT ISLAND

I climbed a tree
So I could see
Across to the next island.

And way up high
What did I spy
Across to the next island?

There in a tree
Staring back at me
Across to the next island,

…a kid like me
Just trying to see
Across to the next island.

And there we pair
Just sat and stared
Across to the next island.

He waved at me
And I at he
Across to the next island.

And ne’er again
Did I see my twin
Across to the next island.

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Ann Troe.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook

Beware the Thunder Bug

Wednesday, October 20th, 2010

Have you ever caught a thunder bug,
The lightning bug’s twin brother?
I have, my friend — and tell you what,
I’ll never catch another!

They’re exactly like a lightning bug
In almost every way.
But I put mine in my room and now
I haven’t slept for days.

‘Cause every time a thunder bug
Starts his lightning flashing
CRRR-ACK!
BOOM!
WHAM!
BANG!
Thunder soon comes CRASHING!
.
.

Phil HausslerWritten by Phil Haussler.
Illustrated by Christy Schneider.



This illustrated poem was created for Project OpenBook, an experiment in doing good.

To learn more and follow the journey, visit:
marblespark.com/project-openbook