Allsorts

I’m walking to the party
I see cars driving past
Searching for the house
It’s not far ahead
I see balloons on the fence
I knock on the door
I hear the music booming
And I join in all of the fun

in through the mouth
down the throat
oesophagus down south
in a little food boat

past the liver
into the belly
in this river
it’s rather smelly

intestine small and large
then around a bend
through the body on my mini barge
then out the other end!

black and white
crumpled and old
buy in the night
in the city it’s sold

read page through page
each corner turned
browned with age
facts you’ve learnt

found in the gutter
in tattered strips
greasy like butter
and in tiny snips

data and facts
within the lines
sports and acts,
selling house signs

started off in a shop
and went through a war
past a bus stop
stapled in the core

so you ask who am I
as you pass a skyscraper
go on I dare you guess, try
I’m an ancient newspaper

I’m walking in the forest
I see the trees wave
The owls are flying high above
Looking for their prey
Out the corner of my eye
I see an elf running
Heading for the tree ahead
With windows open wide
Startled and enchanted I follow closely behind
Could this be where Santa’s grotto is?
I looked through the window to see Santa and his elves
They catch me glancing through the window and smile and wave hello

When I went to the lake I saw the park
I went in the park and heard the dog bark
I went on the swing and started to sing
On the seesaw I saw a jackdaw
And then on the slide I had a good ride

I saw the sun and my mum.
I went to the beach and ate a peach.
I went to school and got in a pool.
I went to a park and heard a dog bark.

I saw a drain and a plane.
I saw a unicorn with New Mecom.
I saw a phone and a drone.

My family is amazing and lovely.
Who is in my family…
My sister Izzy.
My mummy.
My daddy.
And gizmo the DOG.
I love my family soooooooo much
and I would never leave them ever.

sometimes words are harsh,
and they sometimes leave a scar,
which takes time to heal,
but I will brush off the pain and hurt
and keep bouncing

Illness and death are destined for all
But that does not stop me
from enjoying my sunshine and rainbows,
I will celebrate the joy of life,
and keep bouncing

The sound of the deafening sirens,
Blaze the people’s hearts,
A shower of bombs and everything is over,
And if I survive, I shall thank God’s grace,
and I will keep bouncing

We have all had our failures and setbacks,
But man shall rise, from the ashes like a phoenix,
As self-pity is just a cover-up for no achievements
Pluck up some courage from deep within,
And shatter the doubt,
and keep bouncing

I try to get out of bed but it is too COLD
so my dad comes to get me out of bed.
Then I get dressed really quickly
because it is too COLD.
Then I go downstairs and I get my breakfast
but my milk is too COLD
so I don’t really eat much.
And then I go upstairs to do my teeth
and to do my hair.
And then I go back down stairs to get my shoes.
And at last I go

Hi Ben. Thanks for reminding me what a lovely poem by Wordsworth that is.
But The Poetry Zone is a place where you can write and send your own poems.
Have a go.