Sunday Poets


J. Patrick Lewis is back tomorrow (Monday) with another poetry challenge. I’ve already tried it. It’s addictive! Be here!

Hi everyone,

I’m pleased to feature four poets today, Catherine Johnson, Julie Krantz. Charline Profiri,and Steven Withrow. They were the first to volunteer poems for me to share with you. If you haven’t heard about Poetry Sunday, it’s my day to feature poems by you. Word of the Month Poetry Challenge will continue as always. The only thing that has changed is that I’m easing away from publishing one of my own poems every Sunday to make way to feature the poems of others.

I have no hard rules. I’m sure it goes without saying that this is a family-friendly site that is often visited by young people. Some of them contribute their own work, which is always a special treat. You can write verse or free verse. It can be on the subject of your choice. It seems prudent to suggest a limit of one poem per poet per week. Unless I become swamped with poems, I’ll do my best to post on Sunday all the poems I’ve received through Friday of that same week. If the job becomes too much for me, I’ll cry on your shoulder and moderate accordingly.

Now! Here are our first featured poets!

Catherine’s poem will be published in an anthology called ISLAND WONDERS by The Poetry Institute of Canada in January 2013.

Never Go Picnicking With Elephants Loose
by Catherine Johnson

Mrs. Peabody arrived at the zoo
with a hat and a smile and a picnic for two.
She laid down her blanket, a nice gingham red,
“What a beautiful day for a picnic,” she said.
She picked up a sandwich of lettuce and ham,
while hubby preferred to eat pickles and spam.
They munched on some carrots and sipped cranberry juice.
Little did they know there’s elephants loose.
If only they’d sat just a few feet away
their beautiful picnic might’ve lasted the day.
Mr. Peabody glanced up at the sky,
thinking that thunder was sure to pass by.
Little did he know, that wasn’t the case.
No thunder today just an elephant race.
The warnings went out but neither could hear,
their hearing aids needing a tweak twice a year.
The elephants brrrrd a huge elephant sound,
In shock they dropped all of their food on the ground.
Now up on their knees, arthritic and slow,
a teeny bit faster they needed to go.
Oops they’re too late, here comes the stampede.
Knocked over, surprised, the poor dears weed.
Squish went the sandwiches, spilled went the juice.
Never go picnicking with elephants loose.

Catherine Johnson

Mr. Moon
by Julie Krantz

Mr. Moon
in purple sky,
see your moonlight
riding high.
slipping under
clouds of snow,
feel your magic
in my toes.

can you see
my starry face,
as you glide by
leaf and gate?

did you know
I’m hiding, too,
catching moonbeams
just like you?

Julie Krantz

A review by Robin Redbreast

By Charline Profiri

This café offers roomy nests,
Made especially for their guests.
The food is sure to make you tweet.
It’s now my favorite place to eat.

The menu’s amazing at this café.
These items are offered everyday:

Worm and Berry Oatmeal
(Free refills. What a deal!)

Sandwich on Birdseed Bread
(With your choice of buggy spread.)

Spaghetti ala Worm
(Super fresh. These worms squirm!)

Freeze Dried Ant Canapé
(Sure to please a real gourmet.)

Feathered friends, the food’s divine.
The Birdie’s Café is the place to dine.

Charline Profiri
Counting Little Geckos
Guess Who’s In The Desert forthcoming from Rio Chico Books for Children, Spring 2013
Rain, Rain, Stay Today: Southwest Nursery Rhymes forthcoming from Rio Chico Books for Children, Spring 2014

By Steven Withrow

I wish I were a cassowary,
a double-wattled cassowary
roaming lowlands of New Guinea,
and if you ask me why

I’ll tell you that the cassowary,
the spongy-crested cassowary
hiding away from town and city,
did not evolve to fly

but runs top-speed on sure and steady,
sprints full-tilt on strong and steady
legs forever at the ready
to leap two meters high.

Although he’s almost ostrich heavy,
though he’s nearly emu heavy,
and his middle toe is dagger-deadly,
the cassowary’s spry,

so you’ll seldom spy a cassowary,
a deep rainforest cassowary,
eating laurel fruit and myrtle berry
beneath a southern sky.

How I wish I were a cassowary,
a legendary cassowary
who flees through trees because he’s very
shy—and so am I.

My thanks to Catherine, Julie, Charline, and Steven, our first featured Sunday poets! I hope their good example will attract many more poets over the coming weeks and months.


46 comments on “Sunday Poets

    • *waves at Teresa* Thanks David, what a fun selection. The rhyming ones are so fun and the moon one is incredibly moving. I’d love to write like that.

    • Hi Steven,

      I’m happy to do it and glad that a poem of yours is aboard our maiden voyage. Thanks for also supplying the picture!

    • HI, Susanna,

      It’s a pleasure to feature the work of other poets. I’m very glad you came by to sample the wares of the first group!

  1. Wow and Wow! What fun Sunday reads! You mean I get to do this each Sunda? Yaay! Catherine, Julie, Charline. and Steven thanks for getting my Sunday started oh so right! To think, an elephant race, a magical moon, a birdie’s cafe, and delightful facts about a creature I’ve never known about. Delightful, everyone!

    • Good morning, Pamela,

      Don’t we have a lot to look forward to? I expect to see a lot of poems posted here on Sundays and I’m delighted by the early turnout for our first effort. Thanks!

  2. What a smorgasbord!

    Catherine – A delight of rhyme.
    Julie – Your imagery? Divine.
    Charline – A clever menu, oatmeal with berries.
    Steven – Witty wordplay for the cassowaries.

    Isn’t it wonderful how four different poets, each taking nature as the subject, can give us four very different experiences? From rollicking fun to thoughtful contemplation to unusual bird’s-eye view to a delightful feast of sound and image. Vive la difference!

    • Oh, Renee, now that’s not fair. You know I’m not clever enough to answer you in rhyme! Maybe today’s featured poets can meet your challenge. I need more coffee! But thanks so much for your delightful note to our poets of the day!

      • Renee I think you’d be fantastic at writing book jackets! That’s a great summary. I too left here thinking of oatmeal with berries.

  3. Enjoyed the ‘story’, the rhythm & the rhyme of each one. I chuckled at the poor picnicking couple, love moon poems & poems that tell a lot about animals (cassowary)–these two are wonderful & I like the way both ended, plus the birdie review/point of view is so clever. Thanks David.

    • Greetings, Linda!

      Welcome to my spot in space. I hope you’ll come back soon and often. We’ve made a lot of good friends here.

  4. I love all these poems, too. Catherine, I believe you’ve got a picture book on your hands! And, Charline, what a fun poem for children AND adults–love your rhyming menu selection! Steven–lovely as always. I always learn a lot from your poems–about the seaside, birds and nature. And I love the rhyme scheme you use here–unusual and new to me!

    Thank you so much, David, for launching this new feature!

    • Thank you, Julie,

      And thank you again for being one of our featured poets on this first Sunday Poets day. Today is one of the most active posts in quite a while!

  5. A big thank you to Catherine, who posted this on Facebook, and I luckily was checking my Facebook (which I often forget to do)! And thank you, David, and so lovely to connect with you…I will definitely be following this wonderful blog so I don’t miss out on these pearls. 🙂
    Wonderful poems all…and Catherine, this is SURELY a picture book in the making. 🙂 Each poem was had a rhythm and style all its own…thank you Charline, Steven, Julie and Catherine for sharing your work!

  6. What a wonderful way to inaugurate Poetry Sunday, David! Thank you for this new feature.

    Thank you Catherine, Charline, Julie and Steven for being the first to share your terrific poems. I have enjoyed reading and rereading them throughout the day. Well done!
    I am inspired.
    I am learning.
    I am smiling.


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  8. Moon poems never fail to move me. And this one has touched a chord yet again.
    “can you see
    my starry face,
    as you glide by
    leaf and gate?

    did you know
    I’m hiding, too,
    catching moonbeams
    just like you?”
    — fills the soul. I just captured a photo of the moon and sent it to a friend who’s far away. This poem would have been a lovely complement to the picture.

    • Dear Myra,

      Thank you very much for the lovely poem and the images it conveys. Did you want me to post this on a Sunday Poets episode? I’m sorry if I’ve overlooked your intentions but will be happy to post it for next Sunday.

  9. I’m a bit late to this party – guess you’ll be offering new poets tomorrow! But what a delightful feature. Thanks to the contributing poets and to you, David, for sharing. I’m really loving Julie’s “magic in my toes.” :0)

    • Laura, thank you for checking out Sunday Poets. Isn’t it fun? If you find some time to share one of yours, I would be honored!


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