Today’s poem comes from Gone Fishing: A novel (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2013), by Tamera Will Wissinger.?I love this novel in verse with a boy main character and aimed at second through fourth graders.?And on top of that, it’s truly told in individual poems, not a mash-up of free verse and prose. It’s so much fun! I’m sharing a poem from Sam to his little sister, Lucy, who is really putting a damper on Sam’s fishing trip.
A Fishy Spell
Curse Poem, Poem of Address
May a worm crawl up your nose,
Leeches creep between your toes.
May your nails be caked with dirt.
May a bug fly up your skirt.
May your birthday gifts be coal.
May you smell like a dirty troll.
May you step in gooey muck
And for days be frozen stuck.
May a seagull dive and swoop
And drop a bombshell in your soup.
May you grow a knee-length beard
So your friends all think you’re weird.
If you ever take my gear
May your bones quake, SAM IS NEAR.
–by Tamera Will Wissinger, all rights reserved
And here is my Poem Starter Video: