Rising Writer

Friday, October 13, 2006

Oh, Teddy Bear by Jack Prelutsky

Oh, Teddy Bear, dear Teddy,
though you're gone these many years,
I recall with deep affection
how I nibbled on your ears,
I can hardly keep from smiling,
and my heart beats fast and glows,
when I think about the morning
that I twisted off your nose.
Teddy Bear, you didn't whimper,
Teddy Bear, you didn't pout,
when I reached in with my fingers
and tore your tummy out,
and you didn't even mumble
or emit the faintest cries,
when I pulled your little paws off,
when I bit your button eyes.
Yes, you sat beside me calmly,
and you didn't once protest,
when I ripped apart the stuffing
that was packed inside your chest,
and you didn't seem to notice
when I yanked out all your hair--
it's been ages since I've seen you,
but I miss you, Teddy Bear.

Today I'm Going Yesterday by Jack Prelutsky

Today I'm going yesterday
as quickly as I can,
I'm confident that I'll do it,
I've devised a clever plan,
it involves my running backward
at a constant rate of speed,
if I'm mindful of my timing,
I'll undoubtedly succeed.
Today I'm going yesterday,
I'm moving very fast
as I 'm putting off the future
for the rather recent past,
I can feel the present fading
as I hastily depart,
and look forward to arriving
on the day before I start.
Today I'm going yesterday,
I'm slipping out of sight
and anticipate I'll vanish
just a bit before tonight,
when I reach my destination,
I'll compose a note to say
that I'll see you all tomorrow,
which of course will be today.

Life's Not Been The Same in My Family by Jack Prelutsky

Life's not been the same in my family
since the day that the new baby came,
my parents completely ignore me,
they scarcly remeber my name.
The baby gets all their attention,
"Oh, isn't she precious!" they croon,
they think she looks like an angel,
I think she resembles a prune.
They're thrilled when she giggles or gurgles,
"She burped!" they exclaim with delight,
they dont even mind when she wakes us
with deafening screams in the night.
They seem to believe she's a treasure,
there's simply no way I agree,
I wish she'd stop being a baby and start being older than me.

I Should Have Stayed in Bed Today by Jack Prelutsky

I should have stayed in bed today,
in bed's where I belong,
as soon as I got up today,
things started to go wrong,
I got a splinter in my foot,
my puppy made me fall,
I squirted toothpaste in me ear,
I crashed into the wall.
I knocked my homework off the desk,
it landed on my toes,
I spilled a glass of chocolate milk,
it's soaking through my clothes,
I accidentally bit my tongue,
that really made me moan,
and it was far from funny
when I banged my funny bone.
I scraped my knees, I bumped my nose,
I sat on a pin,
I leapt up with alacrity,
and sharply barked my shin,
I stuck a finger in my eye,
the pain is quite severe,
I'd better get right back to bed
and stay there for a year.

Dan The Invisible Man by Jack Prelutsky

I'm Dan the invisible man so don't bother looking for me. No matter how watchful you are, I'm someone you simply can't see.
Although I eat visible food,
I still remain perfectly clear,
and if I stopped talking to you,
you'd have no idea I was here.
I love to relax in the tub
and scrub my invisible skin,
then comb my invisible hair
and shave my invisible chin.
I wear an invisible shirt,
invisible trousers and vest.
I really dont know why I do,
you can't even tell I'm dressed.
I flash an invisible smile,
I strike an invisible pose,
I scratch my invisible ears,
I blow my invisible nose
I recently went to the beach
and got a spectacular tan.
Of course I can't prove it, because
I'm Dan the invisible man.

Monday, October 09, 2006

I'm From Lonely Lane


I'm from Lonely Lane, oak trees and the sun that is always leaving, the critters that pass me every Sunday evening. I'm from sad memories from the past, from piles of dishes in the sink to last. From trash and bottles all over the street and less and less people I meet. I'm from "get out!", "leave me alone!", and "you're so lame!"; The empty house haunts me all through out the day. From lying and cheating, from lots of deceiving. From regreting and grieving........I'm from Lonely Lane and I guess I'm never leaving.

And sooooo.....

I think I should get started with those poems and stories--be right back!

Thursday, October 05, 2006

I started a blog...

....because I have somthing to say: I am a writer beleive it or not, I write poerty ; I write alot .

That was simple if I do say so myself. Now back to buisness: I am a writer like I said before, I love literature and any thing else that has to do with reading , writing and history. When I was little, I used to wonder if I had any talent or if I could do somthing special. Then one day when I was at the library and I saw a Dr. Sues book laying on the floor. So I picked It up and began to slowly read it. When I was through, I was so surprise that a person could rhyme with so many words and still make a lot of sense. I then asked the librarian if she had anymore books that had words that rhymed. She came back with an armful of poetry books. My most favorite authors were Shel Silverstein and Jack Prelusky. I began to fall more and more in love with poetry. So one day I decided to start to write my own poem. I always thought to myself "how hard could it be anyway!" After a few years my poems improved. Before I knew it I was a writer! I always told my mom how I wanted to be an athour like Jack Prelusky, but she always thought that was a bad idea,--but she still loved my poetry. She wanted my to be a Dentist instead. I would always say "BORING!!" So here I am today, still standing, still writing, still dreaming.