by Bob Raczka
If this puddle could
talk, I think it would tell me
to splash my sister.
Mosquito lands on
my cheek. I try to slap her,
but I just slap me.
From underneath the
leaf pile, my invisible
brother is giggling.
Last week’s snowman looks
under the weather. Must be
a spring allergy.
Copyright © 2010 Bob Raczka. From the book Guyku: A Year of Poetry for Boys. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Reprinted by permission of the author.
For the most part, these poems are about my memories of playing outside as a boy. Since they’re so short, I thought I’d include one for each season.
Author of the popular art appreciation series, Bob Raczka’s Art Adventures, native Chicagoan Bob Raczka studied art and graphic design in college. He has worked as an advertising writer for more than 25 years.
A few years ago he “discovered” poetry, and now Bob calls himself a children’s poet as well. His first poetry effort, Guyku: A Year of Haiku for Boys, was awarded the Claudia Lewis Award for poetry by Bank Street College. His second poetry book, Lemonade: And Other Poems Squeezed from a Single Word, was named both an ALA and an NCTE Notable.
Bob’s upcoming poetry books include Joy in Mudville, a sequel to Casey at the Bat, a collection of haiku written by Santa, and a collection of clerihews about the Presidents.
Just want to say that I think Lemonade: And Other Poems Squeezed from a Single Word is one of my favorite books of poetry for children. So clever and funny – I spent many hours spent trying to produce the same effects. If I could point to one kids’ poetry book on my shelf and say, “I wish I had written that,” Lemonade would be it.
Thanks for the nice compliment Julie!