Dreams chase the dark Out of the night With help from moonbeams Mixed with starlight Bringing possibility, Imagination and fun A world of wonder That’s only begun Never following rules Of time or space With plots so strange Seemingly, out of place Dreams chase the dark Out of the night And fuel creativity To share… Read More Chase the Dark
The dirt has a secret A dirty secret to tell Ever since the leaves On the dirty secret fell To protect the secret Where it now slept Hiding in dirt Under a sky that wept Down on the secret It covered leaves with ice Until that spring day The weather turned nice Forcing the dirty… Read More Dirty Secret
Gliding across the snow They call him Billy Go-Go-Go He’s the squirrel in charge As Sheriff Grumpy sleeps below; Always searching for food To fill his hungry belly Billy Go-Go-Go avoids the spot That Mr. Stinky’s made smelly; He slips and slides Across the icy landscape Stopping but a second to check On Ms. Fancy’s… Read More Billy Go-Go-Go
May your days be bright And your nights be merry; With memories made May they all be cheery; And if they’re not Because no, they won’t be; Make the best of life And yes, advice is free
Follow the path Where you will see And hear the sounds Of Pumpkin Party; It’s the grandest bash On All Hallows’ Eve A place for gourds To gather and be seen; Gazed upon By trick-or-treaters Dressed up As goblins, witches and creatures; They stare and wait In anticipation For the pumpkins to reveal Their freshly… Read More Pumpkin Party
Tricky Jr. Is hard at work Searching and digging Where once, Mr. Stinky did squirt; His noxious fumes Drove Ms. Fancy away And made Sheriff Grumpy Move up his hibernation day; But none of that stops Tricky He’s got plenty to do There’s mouths to feed And his Dad, Tricky Sr., to subdue; His stubborn… Read More Tricky Jr.
Growing on the branches Of every family tree Are many different characters And personalities; Some are naturally sweet Or just pretty to see While others win awards For the smartest on the tree; On another branch Are fruit with thicker skins A little more sour than sweet But strong to the bitter end; Still one… Read More Bad Apple
Dear Summer in New England, For you we wait all year To gaze upon your sunny face And forget our winter fears; We welcome you With bare open arms Too pale from the lack of Your warmth and charms; But like the fickle souls we are Soon we’ll be complaining, “It’s wicked hot and humid… Read More Dear Summer in New England
Ready to witness what is passing through The reflective water down below Gulls fly over for a better view And perch like gargoyles atop piling plateaus; Protectors of the ocean shore And all the secrets ever stored Within the darkest depths And chained along the sandy floor; Treasure and unsolved mystery Tall tales sailors once… Read More Ghost Harbor
Colors ignite On a magical flight Of fancy And summertime air; There is no fare To join the fun: If you believe, Have wonder, And imagination
Jessica M. Collette 
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