The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

Lament of the Dog Ball

Listen to Helen's poem ... read by JH
He chews me and chomps me.
I’ve no eyes to glower.

He slicks me with slobber,
I don’t get to shower.

His teeth pound my skin till
my squeak drives me nutty.

His gnawing is dogged—
it turns me to putty.

He drops me in mud
when we’re out for a jog.

In my next life . . . guess what?
It’s my turn as the dog.

About the Writer

Helen Kemp Zax

Helen loves to write poetry, especially poems that rhyme. She is co-winner of the 2021 YorkMix International Children’s Poetry Prize, the 2018 MG Katherine Paterson Prize winner, and a Finalist in the 2019 contest. Her poetry appears in Cricket, Hunger Mountain, Hop To It, The School Magazine, High Five, The Caterpillar, Better Than Starbucks, and Dear Tomato. Helen lives in Washington, DC with her husband and their crazy Aussiedoodle, Huckleberry Finn.