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Ready, Steady, Go!


Ready, steady, go!

What do you want to know?

My name is Fleet,

My brother’s Pete,

And this is my sister, Jo.


Ready, steady, go –

What will we see at the show?

A clown with sweets

For parakeets,

And elephants laying low.


Ready, steady, go –

What will we do in the snow?

We’ll build a street

Of snow and sleet,

With icicle homes in a row.


Ready, steady, go –

Why is the house aglow?

It’s a retreat

For tired feet,

So everyone here, let’s go!


Lyn Oxley


  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #13

Lyn said: I sense a marching beat to this poem, hence the retreat for tired feet.



Poem of the Day

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White Mice


White mice sniff the air

Each time I spread fresh shavings

On their bedroom floor.


They climb the ladder,

Build a nest of woody curls,

And squeak with delight.


Blind, pink and naked

Newborns smell and propel to

Mother Mouse’s milk.


Older babies hide,

But I see their beady eyes,

Peering from safety.


Going unnoticed

From my cubby-house window,

I also look out


And note the bustle

Of backyard creatures; thankful

For my quiet space.


Lyn Oxley


  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #11



Lyn said: I incorporated Haiku style (5/7/5 syllables) into this poem to lengthen it, but kept the traditional appreciation for nature from a child’s point of view. Alliteration adds interest.