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I’ve been roaming through the ruins

Finding the foundations

Sifting through the centuries;

The nativity of nations

 

A pantheon of the powerful

Creating colosseums

Stones torn from a temple

The remnants of religion

 

Even obelisks from Egypt

Claimed from Cleopatra

by Romulus and Remus

Are repurposed by St Peter

 

I’ve been roaming through the ruins

of Mankind and his motions

Sifting through the centuries;

The nativity of notions

Walter de Jong

 

  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #34

Poetry Prompt #34

 

Walter said: When I was in Rome I was struck by the juxtaposition of elements from ancient to modern times that could be seen and the evidence and influence of shifting political and religious tides through time; Egyptian, Greek, Jewish and Christian side by side, layer on layer in the exposed strata.
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At the dinosaur picnic

 

Dandy dinosaurs dancing

Dreamy dinosaurs drinking

Dexterous dinosaurs dinking

Dainty dinosaurs dazzling

Devilish dinosaurs diving

Dozy dinosaurs dallying

Delicate dinosaurs dawdling

Katherine Gallagher

 

  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #24

Poetry Prompt #24

Poetry Prompt #35

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Poetry Prompt #35

Starry night…star performance…the stars that shine in your life…

What will you come up with in response to this week’s poetry prompt? I can’t wait to read your poems. I’m so impressed with the wonderful submissions that land in my in box each week in response to the prompts. A big thank you to everyone who is contributing. Don’t forget, if you’ve missed a week, you can always catch up. Send your poems to me at traffa-m@bigpond.net.au as Word or text document attachments and add a line or two about your writing process or why you write poetry for children.

Happy writing!

Teena

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Moving marvel

 

I can

Banana bend

Licorice twist

Jelly wibble wobble.

 

See me

Caterpillar creep

Snake slither

Deer dash and dart.

 

I am

Rock steady

Tree tall

River rush and flow.

 

Love this

Body mine

Body strong

This moving marvel.

 Teena Raffa-Mulligan

First Published in Blast Off July 2005

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Pickled peppers

 

Polly Packer picked a pile of pickled peppers

outweighing the paltry peck that Peter chose.

Poor Peter Piper’s paused his pepper picking

and all he picks at present is his nose.

Jenny Erlanger
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #32

poetry prompt #32

Jenny said: The prompt word, “pickle” reminded me of the famous old tongue-twister involving Peter Piper and his pickled peppers.   The challenge was to find enough new words starting with “p” to retain a tongue-twister character.

 

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What a Pickle

Peter Peckle…

Peter Piper picked a peckle…

If Peter pickled peppers picked…

I’m in a pickle that Peter Piper picked
and I can’t un-pickle this peckled pipple.
And why would Peter Piper pick a peck of pickled peppers
when pickled peppers are so repulsive?

Melanie Hill
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #32

poetry prompt #32Melanie said: My family were having some fun with tongue twisters just before this writing prompt came out. After the kids were feeling frustrated with all the mistakes they were making, they came to the conclusion that pickled peppers would be disgusting, and this justified not being able to recite Peter Piper.

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RIDDLE

 

What goes up

and never down?

 

When you’re born,

you count me in

race me on,

only occasionally forget me.

 

When you’re old,

I’m still growing.

 

What am I?

Answer:

upsidedown

 

Katherine Gallagher

 

Katherine said: This was written in response to Poetry Prompt #21. What’s in the box? We have to guess and guess and guess.

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