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Bobby Bear
Illustrated by Shirley Ng-Benitez


• Bobby Bear's Picnic at the Lake
• Bobby Bear's Trip to the Park
• Bobby Bear's Slumber Party
• Bobby Bear Goes to the Fair
• Bobby Bear Rides His Trike
• Bobby Bear Goes Camping
• Bobby Bear's New Game





Charlotte Rose Ghigna

My Quiet Time


I pick a book
from off my shelf.
I read.  I dream
all by myself.

My quiet time
to think about
all the world
from inside out.


©Charles Ghigna


















Disney-Hyperion Books for Children
©Charles Ghigna

Give Me a Poem

"Moon Tree" by Chip Ghigna
Acrylic & polymer on wood


Give Me a Poem

Give me a book to read by the river,
Give me a song to sing to the stars;
Give me a poem to say to the child
Who captures the night in little glass jars.

©Charles Ghigna 


1952



1952

I was six
when they stuck me
inside a scrapbook
with a puppy in my lap.

Reopening it all now,
my hand touches
the truth of my father
who made me sit still
in that soft moment
when everything became
so neatly black and white.


©Charles Ghigna
from Speaking in Tongues: New & Selected Poems

April Haiku


April Haiku

Ivory butterflies
perch on the new arms of spring,
the dogwood blossoms.


©Charles Ghigna

Lady Banks



Lady Banks

Southern trail
Roadside roses
Yellow grows
In fragrant poses



©Charles Ghigna




Wisteria


Wisteria

Looks like grapes

And smells like roses;
Springtime's gift
To eyes and noses.



©Charles Ghigna


from Highlights High Five



Sunrise Serenade



"Sunrise" by Chip Ghigna
Oil on wood, 12" x 32"


Sunrise Serenade

Come sit and watch the sunrise,
Come close and hear her song;
She’s singing in the treetops,
Rejoicing in the dawn.

She finds a nest of songbirds,
She spotlights where they are;
Come see them shining in the trees,
Each one a morning star.


©Charles Ghigna



Happy New Year!



Happy New Year!

Life is a snowflake,
A free-falling star,
A fragile reminder
Of all that we are.

Born of a raindrop,
Laced by the breeze,
Spinning through space,
Dancing through trees.

A diamond of light,
A gem in the sun,
A journey of hope,
A new life begun.


©Charles Ghigna


Winter Calls



Winter Calls

At the window
Snowflakes falling,
In the treetops
Cardinals calling.

On the mountain
Skiers skiing,
In the blue sky
Snow Geese fleeing.

On the hillside
Children sledding,
In the valley
Winter wedding.

In the country
Church bells ringing,
In the choir
Singers singing.

In the village
Full of sounds
Winter makes
Her snowy rounds.


THE CATERPILLAR, Cavan, Ireland
Winter Issue 2013 ©Charles Ghigna


November



November

Late November
Time stands still,
Echoes from
A whippoorwill;

Winter sky,
Silver blue,
Maple leaves,
A golden hue;

A hint of snow
Fills the air.
A whispered sigh,
“Is someone there?”

A stranger waves
Upon the hill.
November from
My windowsill.


from Cricket Magazine ©Charles Ghigna

The Ubiquitous Barking Dogs



The Ubiquitous Barking Dogs

The neighborhood is full of them,
One, or two, or six;
Thoroughbred, pedigree,
Random stray or mix.

Late at night when the moon is bright
From shadows in the dark,
Their distant cries fill the skies
In one long lonely bark.


©Charles Ghigna



Day of the Dead - Dia de los Muertos

"The Day of the Dead 1924"
Oil on Canvas by Diego Rivera


Day of the Dead
Dia de los Muertos

Oct. 31 - Nov. 2

Day of the Dead is a Mexican holiday celebrated throughout Mexico and around the world.
The holiday focuses on gatherings in remembrance of family and friends who have died.
The Day of the Dead is not a sad or depressing time, but a time of happiness and celebration!


Let us live this day with laughter,
Let us fill our hearts with song;
Let us pray for all who held us--  
Life is short, but love is long.


©Charles Ghigna



The Haunted House


The Haunted House



The haunted house is such a scream
Because tonight  is Halloween.

The creaking door is open wide
And so we slowly peek inside.

We tiptoe in and hold our breath
(Because we’re really scared to death.)

Two mummies greet us at the door
(Or maybe three, or was it four.)

They lead us to the living room
Through smoky clouds of dewy doom,

Then down a hall where spiders spin
Giant webs to catch us in.

Lost among the mournful maze
We wander through this haunted haze.

We climb some stairs into a place
Where eyes float by without a face.

And then a witch with eyes aglow
Grabs us as we start to go.

She holds us back and with a shout,
“I’ve got you now, there’s no way out!”

We hear our hearts pound in our ears
While fighting back a flood of tears.

We break away and then we hide
And wish that we had stayed outside.

Then suddenly across the floor
A flash of light leads to a door.

A pumpkin shines its candlelight
And points the way back to the night.

Then once outside we start to grin--
‘Cause now we want to go back in!