💌 Picture Book Poems 💌

Photo of six picture book covers arranged in an asymmetrical grid pattern. The six book covers are set against a purple-blue-green gradient square background.

Every August since 2017, poets and poetry lovers have undertaken The Sealey Challenge, which encourages readers and listeners to spend time with one poetry collection per day for the entire month of August. Contemporary poet Nicole Sealey originally founded the challenge for herself, wanting to make time for pleasure reading amidst the busyness of the grind. While DBRL has many, many collections of poetry for adults, teens and children housed in the nonfiction shelves at call numbers (E/J/YA/Adult) 811.54 and (E/J/YA/Adult) 811.6 — which are the Dewey Decimal numbers for American poetry — there’s still more poetry to be found nestled secretly and sweetly in our fiction picture book shelves. These books — which I’ve come to lovingly call 💌 picture book poems 💌 — are contemplative, gorgeous, glimmering interdisciplinary art-objects that combine lyrical language, evocative illustration and sometimes chiming rhymes to share their stories and ideas.

If you want to incorporate more poetry into your and your little ones’ lives, consider taking on some version of Sealey’s challenge, whether you read a picture book poem a day, a night, a week, every other week, once a month, once a season, once in a blue moon and beyond. I’ve compiled a list of these hushed gems here, some of which are more recent editions to children’s literature, some of which are written by contemporary poets, and some of which you might recognize as beloved classics. Below are excerpts from some of my favorites, to lure and lull you in. ✨


The Moon is a Silver Pond

words by Sara Cassidy; images by Josée Bisaillon

The moon is a silver pond.

A pail of milk.

A sleeping snail.

. . .

A tunnel through the dark night.


Eleven Words for Love: A Journey Through Arabic Expressions of Love

words by Randa Abdel-Fattah + images by Maxine Beneba Clarke

There are eleven words for love, and my family knows them all.

There’s love that aches with cherished memories of loved ones gone too soon         al-Haneen

And love that hits you smack-bang in the face, the kind that makes you swoon       al-Shaghaf


Something, Someday

words by Amanda Gorman; images by Christian Robinson

Suddenly, there’s something

You’re sure is right.

Something you know

You helped fix.

Something small that changed—

Something big.

. . .

Something that is not a dream,

But the day you live in.


I’d Like to Be the Window for a Wise Old Dog

words + images by Philip Stead

Will I ever be

the tumble of a honeybee?

Will I ever be

the bumble. . .

. . .of a whale?

Oh, I don’t know,

no, I don’t know, but I do know that . . .

I’d like to be

the warm sun

blanketing a buffalo


Emile and the Field

words by Kevin Young + images by Chioma Ebinama

There was a boy

named Emile

 

who fell

in love with a field.

 

It was wide

and blue—

and if you could have

seen it

so would’ve you.

. . .

Emile thought

and thought—

he liked that idea

a lot. The field

would not, could not

be bought! or belong

to anyone.

Even Emile. Even him.


Goodnight Moon

words by Margaret Wise Brown + images by Clement Hurd

In the great green room                     (🟩)

There was a telephone                       (☎)

And a red balloon                                (🎈)

And a picture of—                               (🖼)

The cow jumping over the moon     (🌛🐄)