The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Green Beans

would prefer to be swords,
each poised for a duel
with a knight
in vined armor.

The clanging of blades
nothing more than bean tapping bean.
Never cutting,
never causing harm.

The imagination of beans
hear too
the royal horses’
emerald whinnying.

About the Writer

Lisa Roullard

Lisa writes poetry for people (and possibly for animals too, although it’s hard to get a read on this). She resides in Salt Lake City, Utah, where she enjoys a view of the Wasatch Mountains on her neighborhood walks.