Delicate Wings and Fairy Dust



Illustration by:  Cicely Mary Barker
as shared at Monday's Child

With delicate wings and fairy dust,

Dreams drift on the breezes of this you see,

Magical days of splendor must,
Honeybees pollinate blossoms beauty.

Tender glimpses of secrets share,
Sun-ripened days to fill with joyous play,
Green leaves stage, fairy's wings to flare,
Carnations bloom scents to address the day...

Sweetened moments for us to drink,
Magical nectar from the air is drawn,
Glistening juice, but don't you blink,
This nectar's sweet tastes, they soon shall be gone.

With delicate wings and fairy dust,
Magical days of splendor must,
Carnations' nectar from the air is drawn,
This nectar's sweet scents, it too shall be gone...

Petrina Lesko
May 2011


Such a magical moment held within the illustration by Cicely Mary Barker, as shared over at Monday's Child... fair of face  for this week's prompt.  Immediately, I was carried off to magical dreams and fairies gracing beauty like a honeybee in the springtime.  Please stop by Monday's Child and share in the fun of writing and inspiring our young readers.

Journey to the Sea

Illustration by:  Clara Burd
as found at Monday's Child: fair of face

Hello my friend, how are you today?
Oh please, won't you come along with me,
It's not far this journey, but fun you'll see,
Please, please, tell me you will, won't you stay.

I will ride my steed along the shore,
Dreaming as you run with us far more,
We'll ride to the castle along the shore,
I'll pause for you too see him by the door.

Hello my friend, how are you today?
Oh please, won't you come along with me,
We'll journey through meadows, yes but we,
Can not go far, for we have just this day.

To ride like the wind and play some more,
Climb on the rocks and hear your lion's roar,
To the castle we'll ride just like before,
Then trot along the sea upon the shore.

Hello my friend, how are you today?
Oh please, won't you come along with me.

Petrina Lesko
April 2011

I am linking this poem over to Monday's Child: fair of face  where this wonderful illustration by Clara Burd was offered as this week's prompt.

Secrets to Share


The following illustration by Florence Edith Storer was offered this morning at Monday's Child: fair of face where many talented writers come together to offer children's poetry based the illustrated prompt posted each week.  Come join us.

Illustration: Florence Edith Storer

Secrets to Share

we gathered

within blustery

summer days

awaiting

secrets held to share with friends

 our special moments

Petrina Lesko

April 2011

The poetry form shared here is Shadorma, a spanish form taught today over at One Stop Poetry in this weeks form lesson.  This is my first attempt at Shadorma and I will be linking there at well.

For Lessons Taught

Illustration by Freddie Langeler 1920's
as offered at Monday's Child: fair of face

The gnomes and fairies fine did come,
For lessons taught by Mr. Hare,
With friends his words, oh we will share.
To learn the lessons we did hum.

Yes coats and tails and hats were some,
To this party we all did wear.
The gnomes and fairies fine did come,
For lessons taught by Mr. Hare.

With wings held back, before and from,
The mouse and bird, tried hard to care,
And cake with all, Sir Hare did share,
To rhythmic words our feet did drum.
The gnomes and fairies fine did come,
For lessons taught by Mr. Hare.

Petrina Lesko
March 2011

The above poem is my first attempt at a Rondel.  Due to adding the last line, it is actually a Rondel Prime.  It's pattern is ABba abAB abbaA (for Rondel) adding B (for Rondel Prime).  It is written in iambic tetrameter - 8 syllables with the stress on the second foot.

The inspiration came from both Monday's Child: fair of face and this weeks illustration by Freddie Langeler and today's lesson, Part II of Rondels over at One Stop Poetry co hosted by Samuel Peralta and Claudia Schonfeld.  I will be linking up with both sites.

I Missed the Tea Party

First, my apologies to all who read my blog and follow along.  I have been rather scarce over the last couple of weeks.   Life has been rather hectic and stressed and I have not been able to get the creative juices flowing in the directions I would share.  Thank you all for your patience.  Hopefully, this will be a sign that the juices are flowing once again.

Interesting timing on this post... for it reminisces of a long told tale, one most everyone knows, yet one I only heard of as a child.  A tale I've often said, "I need to pick it up and read it now" curious of it's wonders shared.  Of course, I've heard bits and pieces over the years, but never actually read the tale in it's whole.  I think maybe it will be one of my reads in the near future.  A must you see!

Tea Party Illustration by Fernando Falcone
as shared at Monday's Child

I Missed the Tea Party

This 'tea party' I did not see,
Though often told to children wee,
For fate left it unsaid to me,
Of Alice's Wonderland glee.

Often thought of, and wondered too,
This Mad Hatter, and bunnies do,
Tell of this tale, to many through,
Tea Party shared with she and you.

This tale shall be read soon you see,
For fate left it unsaid to me,
Cups and saucers filled with your tea,
Empty seats for friends... absent we.

'Alice in Wonderland' tale told,
But fate missed the twist,  I must hold,
This glorious book, of  tale old,
So off to the bookstore, sale sold.

I shall sit down with book to read,
Wonderland seems such a great need,
To share in this story, do lead,
Together my friend, we will read.

To the 'tea party' we will be,
A child wee, I am not you see,
But wishing Wonderland is me,
Together my friend, we will be.

Petrina Lesko
March 2011

I am linking this post over at Monday's Child: fair of face for it was the inspiration for this poem.  The wonderful illustration is by Fernando Falcone.  Hope you all enjoyed my poem.  To read others that were inspired, click here.

Tea Time, Tea Time



Illustration by:  Jessie Wilcox Smith, 1914

 Oh, it's tea time, tea time,
So please, please, write me a rhyme.
Cuz it's tea time, tea time,
For a nickel and a dime.

Oh, it's tea time, tea time,
My monkey is just my mime,
Cuz it's tea time, tea time,
Down from the trees he will climb.


Oh, it's tea time, tea time,
Be it lemon or be lime,
Cuz it's tea time, tea time,
Gardens of clover and thyme.

Oh, it's tea time, tea time,
So, please, please, write me a rhyme.

Petrina Lesko
February 2011

This poem was inspired by this fabulous illustration by Jessie Wilcox Smith from 1914 as shared for this weeks prompt over at Monday's Child:  fair of face hosted by bkmackenzie.  IT is a fantastic blog created to inspire the creation of children's verse.  Check it out to read other wonderful poems or to share your own writings for children.

I am also sharing this post with One Shot Wednesday over at One Stop Poetry.  Hope everyone has enjoyed this post as much as I did creating it.  Have a wonderful rest of your week. 

Ever Love Held



sketch by Petrina Lesko (Feb 2011)



None so sweet, none so tasty,

This the bestest. better kind,

First loves, a love so hasty,
Ever love held, the child's kind.


Dreams of cakes and candy too,   
Huggable bears, hearts in mind,
Puppies day dream, I wuv you,

Ever love held, the child's kind.



Illustration by Jutta Ash
Found over at Monday's Child



  

Birds sing of morning songs here,

Carry forth ribbons to wind,

Cute little bows, saying we're,

Ever love held, the child's kind.

 

This the bestest, better kind,

Ever love held, the child's kind.



Petrina Lesko
February 2011



Linking up to the following inspirational sites for this Valentines post:   Monday's Child: Fair of face, a day late for 'Sunday Sketches' over at Blue Chair Diary and finally for the inspiration of this Valentine 'Sweater' in my sketch Illustration Friday.

I hope everyone had a great weekend,

and that this will be

 a very special

Valentines Day.

Enjoy your week ahead.

To Bed She Said



Illustration by: Henriette Willebeek Le Mair (1889-1966)

To Bed She Said

Night little monkey man,
Night my glorious steed,
Night my donkey friend,
Time for me to go and read.

Up and off to bed I ran,
Under covers like sister said,
Her to her room I did send,
Because its time for bed.

Stories to read, I did plan,
In came Mom, to bed she said.
So under covers I did blend,
Cuz in came Mom, to bed she said.

Petrina Lesko
January 2011

 This wonderful illustration was posted over at Monday's Child: fare of face hosted by the fantastic bkmackenzie...  especially for children's verse and inspirational efforts to encourage the younger writers out there to follow their dreams.  Hop over to check out other great verse for children.

Princess of the Night

Illustration by:  Anne Anderson 1930's
as shared over at Monday's Child: fare of face

Princess of the Night

The princess sits up in her castle height,

Watching over children within the night,

She drapes the moon with her veil slight,

With bat wings gifting her to sing of flight.

She inspires imaginations, too, to write,

Of wings and glory, demons she can fight,

For children need to see with sight,

The things their hearts bring forth to right.

Watching over children within the night,

She inspires imaginations, too, to write.

Petrina Lesko

January 2011

This poem and others can be found linked over at Monday's Child: fare of face.  This site, offered up by bkmackenzie has offered a wonderful place to share with other poets and future poets, the children, verse that will hopefully inspire the young ones with our world of poetry.  Please stop by and offer your support today, and encouragement for such a wonderful venue.  Thank you to all of you who have participated thus far, and a special thank you to you, bkmackenzie.