Leah Pileggi


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Kid 's poetry



"Are You an Ologist?" Smartypantskidsmagazine.com (January 29, 2020)


"Lou's Lousy Day." Hopscotch. A rhyming story. (February 2010 issue)


"The Kids in My Class" Hopscotch. An alphabetical poem. (April 2008)



Big people poetry



Downhill, Both Ways



On my bike

In the sun

Through the leaves

On a high


More like flying



A Big Bad Modern Day
Fairy Tale Rhyme



Willie Winkie sits in jail with lots

of time to think

He tried to warn us all our stake

in privacy would shrink

Someone’s making threats

unveiled

Status quo or you’ll get nailed

You’d be best with itch curtailed

Be careful where you wink


Scrub your food or you’ll regret

the day that you were born

Food with dyes and drugs will

try to exit you with scorn

Radiate that mozzarella

Teaming cells with long flagella

Check your source for salmon,

Ella

No one wants to mourn


Sleeping Beauty, seven dwarves,

the first cops did the math

They figured out those guys were

tripping down the primrose path

She was sleeping, that’s not good

Plundering her neighborhood

They are not misunderstood

Their type deserves our wrath


Jack and Jill were going, not

uphill but to his camper

Lacking good protection for their

tumble? Not a damper

STDs now STIs

She believed a thousand lies

What’s that red rash on her

thighs?

Look at Jackie scamper


Think I’ll stay in bed today, the

world’s a nasty place

Are we just too dull to handle

simple acts of grace?

All behave like thugs, appalling

Lying, looting, bombing,

brawling

Chicken Little’s sky is falling

Picking up its pace


-- Published April of 2009 on the now-defunct British website Nasty Safari



Yum



Slim pointy tails slip through

my teeth

Slimy slick skin separates from

sweet flesh

Aged rotted curds ooze green

and blue.


Spinach salad


Yum



My Brain



Wasn't with me today


It hid behind my study door,

sunned itself beside a geranium,

sat on the curb with recycling bins


It shuffled pages of books and

refused to plan dinner


Now it’s hiding under my desk


I think I'll have a talk with it


Tomorrow.


September 9, 2020





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