Poems

I like summer.

I like the sun.

I like summer

It’s such fun

I like it very much.

I play games day and night

I like to troll

and I like the graphics

and I win

It is the beginning of the school day
down the small drive
came children.
Sky holds its
breath in surprise
I threw my bag down
cautiously, so cautiously
I touched the animal
who looked at me
With eyes like a scared puppy.
Against these turbid skies
the dark and luminous balloons
rise, reel like dancing girls.
I clutched my bag
gingerly, so gingerly
I tiptoed towards the creature
who looked at me
with eyes like a baby rabbit
in the lunch time queue
Down the long hungry line
the table winces
teachers gape in surprise

It is the middle of the school day
And in the playground
The children are
Eating their lunch, playing with friends

Suddenly, a massive, murderous, warrior wasp
Charges through the trees!
And gingerly, so gingerly
They step back
Even the fence stares in fear

A brave girl lunges forwards
She is as bold as a lion
The flowers flinch
The sky gapes
The children step back watching

Girl, children, sky and sun
Hold your breath
And be silent
A moment to remember
On this warm afternoon in June!

Children working hard during literacy.
With a crush, the lights turned off!
Teacher gapes, children cry,
Even the chairs jump up high!
Suddenly, a massive spider opens the door
and starts to open up his mouth
He is trying to eat us!

Children were working hard in maths.

Suddenly in a ran a soft, squeaky mouse

running through some children.

The whiteboard winced, children gaped.

The mouse looked like a grape.

Suddenly I was out in the playground.

I froze in fear like when it’s an emergency.

I saw something shivering in the bush.

It was a baby guinea pig

I was thinking she might be lost.

I went back home and looked after her.

The moon shines so bright, in the night
so very bright, it glistens in the moonlight
The stars shine bright, next to the moon
I want to go there sometime soon.

Planes in the sky
For a celebration
100 years of the
Royal Air Force, how amazing!
Loud and proud in the sky
Thank you RAF for
Risking your lives.

There are these factories –
They’re outside town.
Once, they were like you and me.

They had parents; they were cared for.
A part of the salary was spent on them.
But soon, they ran out of business.

The parents had nothing to do –
They didn’t have money.
They left, leaving their children behind;
Leaving them to rot.

And here those factories are today –
Rusting and waiting for a new owner;
A new parent who’ll take care of them.

Sonder
I walk the roads; no destination in mind
I wander, lost and alone
Looking around; people I find
Insignificant lives, compared to my own
Random strangers; billions of them surround the streets
Yet each has a life as complex as mine
Each, like me, hiding behind a smile so discreet
Each having their own life prime
And now I am the one feeling insignificant
I feel sonder