Son: Mom, did you just do all that math in your head?
Me: Yes, I did.
Son: Wow. If I were a zombie I'd totally eat your brain first.
A strange compliment if I ever heard one, but I know exactly what his 13 year old mind was thinking!
That conversation got me thinking about zombies and poetry. (Yes, I know my mind works in strange ways!) Did you know there was a book of zombie poetry?
In 2012 The New York Times ran an article on zombie poetry.
Finally, while doing a bit of searching, I came across this little gem.
by David Piper
The sound of plates and glasses clinking
Woke me up quite late last night.
And from the kitchen something stinking
Gave me, well, a nasty fright.
Read the poem in its entirety. (It also contains a lovely bit of artwork.)
I do hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Laura Purdie Salas at Writing the World for Kids. Happy poetry Friday friends!