Mud Pie Poems - Poems about Mud Pie

...It was summer in the mountains, Daisies, bees and poison ivy surrounding The little creek where my feet swung down, Swaying gently over the trickling water… Betraying the heat with its coolness, ......Read the rest...

...Poetry is tangerine and other potent or poisonous colors. It is the breath you feel at the nape of your neck and the strong caress of flesh on flesh, defying death. It is most certainly Spring wit......Read the rest...

...There are no adults here.. Only confused kids. Children under the delusion that they know what they're doing. Youngsters playing make-believe in a world they perceive so solidly. Every one a na......Read the rest...

...Spring slips those neo-leaves on protuberance-limbs. Youth is adorned with buds and flowering whims. Poppies drench an infant’s eyes and awaken sleep. Spiked trellis dreams sow garden-beard whim......Read the rest...

...Maddie, Maddie, mud pie maker, born to be a beaming baker. When making mud pies she feels free, here is her secret recipe: In the searing summer sun, go grab a garden hose, then scoop a hole a......Read the rest...

...After the rain comes Out the sun, soil is drenched Time to make mud pies!......Read the rest...

...Aloo pie Apple crisp pie gives me gimmie pie Apple crumble Australian meat pie Banana cream pie, Bacon and egg pie Caramel tart Canelé pie Derby pie Empanada, Egg tart pie Flan p......Read the rest...

...Poets at Play I played with words today – They called to me “Come out and play with us!” Childhood companions Building rhythms like treehouse forts – Playhouses of analogy - Crafting rhymes......Read the rest...

...How boot a mud pie for the birthday girl? (yes, that would be the snoozing missus, hook lames to need mooch beauty sleep), hence who might not arise for bajillion years. Thou me noggin forced t......Read the rest...

...Sky I saw Mr. Sun outside So hot, I was terrified Went nearly blind And almost fainted and died He has no hands, eyes Nor feet But why? The big yellow flame in the sky Was chased ......Read the rest...

...Winter’s body is a car boot sale, a mosaic of the seasons and shifts, the breezes and breaths of a year’s footsteps, gone. The battered wheels of a truck, spinning against morning frost, rotate ......Read the rest...

...If you wander into your local school or preschool, What are the odds of spotting even a single pair of gumboots, And does it matter if you find none. If you think it no, Then fast forward to th......Read the rest...

...Ancient Aliens They have always been here ancient? – alien? living amongst the unknowing hiding in plain sight. How have they altered our past? – our future? advanced or hindered our progre......Read the rest...

...She was quite contrary My mud-pie Mary Lived life outside the ordinary She had a crooked smile so wide She had a twinkle in her eyes As she played in puddles and made Mud pies She served to un......Read the rest...

...Adieu April Adios you soggy segue nature’s mud pie maker roof top drummer dog soaker puddle teaser. Au Revoir cool breathed friend easing the ice from its depths cajoling the worms pl......Read the rest...