Children's Literature in English

The Great Sky Parade

The Great Sky Parade
(An add-your-own-image poem)
by Imelda Morales

A man whose robe 
had slipped beneath 
the trunk of jewels behind him

Became a snake 
with one great bell
dangling from its tail-like steam

That faded white 
into a witch 
with pointy hat on her head

Which covered hair 
That reached her shoes,
A sharp-nosed pair on a bed

Strange House

by Imelda Morales

Something weird happened one day
Inside our old family house.
It started with a painting floating away
Then the cups, and my vest,
And even grandma’s jewel chest.

Up went the white new sheets and shirts
My brother’s slippers, my butterfly earrings
All hovered above like strange little birds.
Soon even the house drifted away
To head where the sparrows go at the close of day.

Strange House

by Imelda Morales

Something weird happened one day
Inside our old family house.
It started with a painting floating away
Then the cups, and my vest,
And even grandma’s jewel chest.

Up went the white new sheets and shirts
My brother’s slippers, my butterfly earrings
All hovered above like strange little birds.
Soon even the house drifted away
To head where the sparrows go at the close of day.

I Sing

by Imelda Morales

I sing because of your heart-shaped hands, I sing
Because of the folds in your skin. They catch
My kisses the way leaves drink sunshine and I sing
Because you’re fragrant as a dream

Of cotton and wisps of foggy air 
At dawn. Because it feels as if 
I’m holding a cloud when I put your foot 
On my palm, I sing.

Dragonfly's Fly

On a hot summer's day, the Dragonfly came zinging across the river . Bi bi tutubi . It had a secret to tell!

The first one it saw was the shrimp who was wading in the dry, shallow part of the river.

"I have a secret!" whispered Dragonfly as it hovered over the shrimp.

"What great news!" answered the Shrimp as it flipped and flashed to the deeper part of the river. Uulang ulang . It caused quite a ripple.

The ripple frightened Frog who had just finished laying its egg sac by the reeds.

Cariña's

by Heidi Emily Eusebio-Abad

It was the summer of Cariña's ninth birthday. Most of the kids in the neighborhood played out in the streets. Many of them stayed until suppertime. On certain evenings, some children would even resume their games after eating.

"Rina! Rina! Come inside the house, na!"

"Not again!" Rina whined.

At the Cloth Shop

by Imelda Morales

My mother lost me one day
There at the cloth shop
She was buying textile for my first uniform
She had all the shades and textures on her lap

After some time, she suddenly remembered
That she brought her daughter along
So she called my name and looked for me
Tearfully she searched hard and long

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