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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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The day after Yesterday

The play-date is the day before
tomorrow and, the one after that.

The party is two sleeps before the last
Family Day, and five after morning tea last week.

One week is shorter than seven days because it’s one!
I want the day to start in the morning not at sunrise.

But you said next week was after this day.

Wednesday is before Tuesday, not Friday!

I said it’s June, not March, because I want my birthday to be today.

Melanie Hill

Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #14

Poetry Prompt 14

Melanie says: This poem was inspired by trying to teach time and the sequence of days, weeks and months to my four year old. It’s so tricky

Poem of the Day

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A Dotty Conversation

by Melanie Hill

 

I’m a dot.

No you’re not!

Yes I am.

Well, prove it.

I have curves.

You’ve got a nerve.

No I don’t.

Well, prove it.

See my shape.

Like a crepe?

That’s not round.

Yes it is.

Well, what are you?

I’m a spot.

No you’re not…

Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #9

Poetry Prompt#9

Melanie says: The dots (or spots) reminded my of my children and how they are so similar but different. They also argue about everything and nothing, just like the dots (or spots).