#childrens
Riding on the back of a dragonfly
Super fast and furious
Stop and hover for awhile
To contemplate the curious
Maybe race some bees
Or check on some mosquitoes
Tailgate an eagle
Just to see where he goes
I might hang out with butterflies
They never seem to worry much
I notice when they're being chased
They're never ever in a rush
I'll dart around some children's heads
Just to make them try to touch
Hear them laugh and giggle
My favorite sound gives me a rush
Spring is springing
And all is good
Zipping in and out the woods
This is nature
It's my hood
Won't you visit if you could?
Haakim Understanding... © 2017
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
A parcel from my Uncle Jim
could be short or tall or fat or thin
you never knew what lay within.
This one was large the paper thick
I'm sure at first I heard it tick
then it burped or I thought it did
there was something written on the lid.
My mother said we should take care
it could be anything in there
there was this noise, a sort of howl
like turkeys, followed by a growl
Out came streams of purple smoke
that smelled a bit like artichoke
it put out legs in yellow socks
right through the bottom of the box
Mum fetched her old and trusty broom
and then she chased it from the room
down the garden to the shed
then she leaned against the door and said
I'm having words with Uncle Jim
you never know when it comes from him!
Feb 24, 2024
Feb 24, 2024 at 6:09 AM UTC
An octopus is a cephalopod
they are as a species
delightfully odd
an eight legged squiggle
with a wiggle
Jul 1, 2023
Jul 1, 2023 at 10:06 AM UTC
wake up pup
eager those linkers
blink your blinkers
unsink from sleep
and stretch
Apr 12, 2023
Apr 12, 2023 at 12:05 PM UTC
The cow that once jumped over the moon,
And returned to earth to meet the spoon,
Since he was so able,
He thinks it possible,
To now jump over the sun at noon.
Nov 9, 2022
Nov 9, 2022 at 6:33 AM UTC
If happiness is a look,
It will be a smile on my child face
If happiness is a sound,
It will be the laughter of my child voice
If happiness is a feel,
It will be the touch of my child on me
If happiness is a taste,
It will be sharing bowl of food with my child
If happiness is a smell,
It will be the smell of my child smelly hair
My children's, A and N, you have saved me more then you will ever know.
I love you.
PS, same with the wife, with all the struggles and up and downs, we learn as we go.
Aug 19, 2022
Aug 19, 2022 at 6:13 PM UTC
a wobbily lip
the woe behind the wobbily lip :
a hobbily goblin did cause the wobbily worry
(and the wobbily lip
that did it
woefully
follow)
the hobbily goblin extended a mit
'i mean to be friendly'
suggested this from it
'my name tag says 'Bobert''
it bellowed in a fit
the wobbily lip fled
it's owner scared
socks from its wit
Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 5:33 PM UTC
Sometimes you '𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒' not because you care.
You bare not for us but, you bare because you're 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑.
𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 of what others might say about you.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 4:02 AM UTC
Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 10/5/2019
Sitting on the perch the rooster boasted:
soon the king of swimmers I'll be
and laurel wreath I will get:
Cos the champion of champions I am in this respect!
The hens, excited, clucked in admiration,
small yellow chicks silently listened in awe,
oinking happily were the piglets,
and the ducks? Like crazy they laughed!
Wieslaw Musialowski 10/15/2001
Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 4:41 PM UTC
If ever the world gets you down
your pet will still be your best friend;
they’re joyful and wild
and with big doleful eyes
their love never comes to an end.
Your pets will not hide how they feel
or lock up their hearts in a box
they’re loyal and gentle
polite and respectful:
they’re everything humans are not.
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
If anyone suggests that you keep
your eyes on their pets for a day
before you agree check their pedigree
and see if they’re wild or they’re tame.
Ask them to tidy your room
or set up the table for dinner;
if with roaring and noise they eat your soft toys
you probably should reconsider.
For the snarling beyond the locked door
there may be a straightforward reason;
to be on the safe side put your brother inside
and see if he ends up eaten.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 2:47 PM UTC
I was flying in the air,
I was walking on the water,
I had overwhelming power,
I couldn't get any better.
All of a sudden I heard uncanny voice,
It looked like it was dragon,
It was burning down the city,
I couldn't leave him slacken.
I asked him to leave in peace,
He said "kid just stop the prattle",
I didn't really meant to hurt him,
But it was time for us to battle.
We used all of our powers,
And exchanged some 100 blows,
I was losing my conciousness,
As I felt my heart beat slows.
Suddenly it got lil weird,
Dragon pushed me to and fro,
He started yelling in a woman's voice,
I felt someone tickling my toe.
The voice got much more louder,
I saw my mom and brother,
With a frown I soon realised,
That it was all my dream none other.
I requested my mom,
I was feeling kinda nettled,
"Wake me up a bit later
I must go back to sleep",
Coz I had left a battle unsettled !
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 8:22 PM UTC
There once was a place
where the townspeople were formal
they made fun of people
who didn't act "normal"
The loyal, royal cow
didn't like
that the townspeople
wouldn't bow
The scary, hairy bear
didn't like
that the townspeople
would stare
The teeny, tiny mice
didn't like
that the townspeople
weren't nice
The swirly, whirly bird
didn't like
that the townspeople
acted absurd!
One day a wise old owl
came to town
and asked the townspeople
to settle down
The wise old owl
made a decree;
"The townspeople should be nice
to everybody!"
"There are people afoot
that act different than you,
but they are still people,
and deserve respect, too!"
The townspeople realized
that the wise old owl was keen,
The townspeople felt bad
that they were being so mean.
The townspeople's hearts
filled with love that was hearty,
and decided to throw everyone
a party!
Thr loyal, royal cow
liked that the townspeople would bow!
The scary, hairy bear
Liked that the townspeople would stare!
The teeny, tiny mice
liked that the townspeople were nice!
as for the the swirly, whirly bird....
the townspeople's friendship, was preferred!
The End
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 3:15 PM UTC
As I cry myself to sleep,
I hear the fallen angels weep.
If I shall die before I wake,
the world will have one less mistake.
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 4:06 PM UTC
Faries live in the hawthorn,
Gnomes live under rocks,
Trolls stay under bridges,
And nessie’s stay in the Loughs.
Pookas come close to farmers,
Changlings come to babes,
Spirits in the mirrors,
Kelpies in the waves.
The little folk are trouble,
In the heat they bring the cold,
They trick the weary traveler,
With pots of magic gold.
They whisper on the breeze,
While hidden in the mist,
Without them doing anything,
Remind you they exist.
They write about themselves,
So we don’t think they’re real,
They carved the lines in oghm,
magic words in ancient ghael.
Yet still we leave them gifts,
Bits of whisky & pooka’s share,
We have never ever seen one,
Yet we know that they are there.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:11 AM UTC
Rabbits on the moon
So much of the universe I didn’t know,
Like the Antarctic dolphins that live in the snow.
Or the ostrich of Scotland that wears a pink kilt,
And the Icelandic sunflowers that never shall wilt.
There’s kittens than swim in the cold baltic sea,
Or the cobras of Poland with raspberry ***
There are turtles with shells made of musical twine,
And bulldogs in France that crush grapes into wine.
The are sloths up In Finland that wear woolly hats,
Made from the hair of some ginger Swiss cats.
There are budgies that swim in the seas deepest cracks,
And hamsters in Egypt with humps on their backs.
But nothing compares to my favourite ****** toon,
Did you know there are wild rabbits that live on the moon?
They are scary and angry and take people from tours.
They pull at their legs, just like I’m pulling yours.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:08 AM UTC
I loves … I loves …
Bumbly Bees,
With skinny legs
And big fat knees.
With golden rings
And black ones too,
They buzzy buzz
As all bees do.
They hover low
As they have planned,
Choose a flower
And then they land.
Grabs some pollen
And buzzes away,
But will be back
One bumbly day.
I loves … I loves …
Bumbly Bees,
With skinny legs
And big fat knees.
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 2:08 PM UTC
**Children's day
Celebrated on 14th November
In schools every year
Our Teachers presented dramas
And Light musicals on stage
The fancy dress
A visual treat
And a lesson, short
The children treated
With Goodies
Fond and vivid
The childhood memories
Today it's my children
Who keep the child in me alive
My younger son wears a pair of socks
Of two different colours
Asks me to match the other pair with him
It's 'hidden' , he says
And I do follow
Let's celebrate its children's day
Believe in the child within
Today and everyday
Happy Children's Day**
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC
My way or the highway. That is the current trend. We cannot have a conversation, because your words will offend. I need my safe space and where is my therapy dog. What has become of us, where has courage gone. There used to be a will to fight, but it has gone away. We have given in to hate and let children have their way. Elders are treated with contempt and no one can agree to disagree. Nobody wants to be responsible, how can this be? We have given up our will to fight and stand for what we believe. No one will pay a price, they just give in you see. So when the next generation takes control and in time they will. Because we gave in to their intolerance, it is we who will pay the bill.
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 5:27 PM UTC