Heavenly Mother
A skyscraper, bored on a cloudless day,
Reached up and jabbed at the sky in play.
Just messing around, not meaning harm—
But left a streak of light like a scraped-up arm.
As soon as he did the deed,
The sunset started to bleed.
And God saw this wasn’t good at all,
So She sighed and went looking for a band-aid and some Dettol.
Reached up and jabbed at the sky in play.
Just messing around, not meaning harm—
But left a streak of light like a scraped-up arm.
As soon as he did the deed,
The sunset started to bleed.
And God saw this wasn’t good at all,
So She sighed and went looking for a band-aid and some Dettol.
This poem is copyright (©) Carmen Tiderle 2026
About the Writer
Carmen Tiderle
Carmen is poet in chief at Funny Rhymes for Funky Times Inc., a copywriter and also Dora and Roman’s mother. She lives in Bucharest but she wrote her many poetry books for children (in Romanian) while travelling to the township of Joyville and the West Pole: Turvy-Topsy, funky rhymes for funny times (also in English), The Township of Joyville, West Pole Stories, The Great Outside, Who put pepper in the sea?, Selfie with the elves, The Glue Factory … poems translated by Victor Ghiga.
