On the lookout for summer bugs

Hi everyone,

Next on our summer topic suggestions is this one from Jeanne Poland, who sent this entertaining challenge.

“Today a house fly sat on my deck rail and said hello. Jeanne PolandPlease entertain us with some summer bugs. I want kindergarten science on your blog. I’m sure you wrote the poems already.”

Jeanne, here are two I may have posted before. The first is from the book called bugs, poems about creeping things. The second appeared in The Book of Giant Stories. I have many bug poems but kindergarten children might like these. I’ll look for others but in the meantime the floor is open for others to post their own bug poems, including the clever Jeanne herself.

Centipede
David L. Harrison

Never kiss
The centipede,
Pick him up
Or hug him.

The centipede is
Humorless;
All you’ll do is
Bug him.

In his youth,
The centipede
Never learned
To play,

Never learned to
Hug
Or kiss.
Now he’s
Odd
That way

So never kiss
The centipede.
I say
Not once
But twice,

The centipede’s
A waste of time.
He simply
Isn’t
Nice.

The Gnat
David L. Harrison

A careless giant once sat
On top of a very small gnat.
The gnat looked around
And said with a frown,
“That giant has ruined my hat!”

For the love of bugs

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Hi everyone,

Dr. Patrick Reynolds sent a couple of pictures from yesterday’s BUGS!! concert in Dayton and promises more when they’re ready. All the copies of bugs sold out so Rob Shepperson and I are doing a victory dance somewhat off stage.

Thanks, Pat. Thanks, Rob. Thanks, all you little buggies.

David

Illustrating poems

Hi everyone,

Our son Jeff Harrison  posted on Facebook yesterday’s article about the opening of a display of my work this Wednesday at Missouri State University. So, by the way, did my friend and wonderful actor Michael Frizell. Thank you, too,  Michael!

One of the comments under Jeff’s post is from Kathy Johnson Zwahl, who teaches art to elementary students in Atchison, Kansas. Kathy’s father, Ed, and I were fraternity brothers at Drury and spent more than one evening sitting behind the Lambda Chi house, pondering the mysteries of women in general and our sweeties in particular, wondering how we were ever going to persuade our beauties — Sue and Sandy — to marry us. Eventually we were both successful and we produced four wonderful kids, Ron and Kathy Johnson and Robin and Jeff Harrison.

So now Kathy is teaching art and at an upcoming school event called Poetry Palooza she plans for some of her students to illustrate poems of mine. Is this a great connecting of generations or what? I’m so pleased that my friends’ daughter is introducing her own students to something of mine.

This afternoon at 3:00 is the BUGS!! concert in Dayton, Ohio where, thanks to conductor Patrick Reynolds, Rob Shepperson’s witty art and my poems from BUGS, POEMS ABOUT CREEPING THINGS, will be featured. Too bad that Kathy’s student art couldn’t be displayed on stage, too, during the concert! Thank you, Kathy. Love to you and the family.

David

Poem of the Week – Spending the Night with Relatives

As I’ve said before, working with Rob Shepperson is just plain fun. His droll wit invariably enhances the words and frequently brings surprises to the poet as well as the reader. This poem from VACATION is a good example. Look around the picture at the details. Nothing is wasted. Everything is there for a purpose — to add to the humor of the situation. My first book with Rob was BUGS, POEMS ABOUT CREEPING THINGS. His sense of the comedic makes bugs one of the funniest books I’ve done and it cemented our resolve to work together on other projects. Hence, VACATION and, we hope, other collaborations to follow.

David