Who’s the cool guy in there?
There he is.
There is the cool guy.
“Hello, cool guy.
What are you doing?
Have your wits about you.”
“Oo. I’ve forgotten how to speak.
OO. ARE. TAM.
I’ve got the fleas!
Ouch. Get off me!
I have nits.
Ouch get your wits back!”
The picnic wasn’t such fun.
There was supposed to be sun.
Mum forgot the toffee, and
Dad forgot the coffee.
Cousin Laura forgot the apples,
Cousin Lawrence forgot the papples.
The weather was dreary.
It made me feel weary.
Baby Grace lost her dummy
so instead she bit her Mummy.
My little brother ran around
and then he fell straight to the ground.
He tugged the picnic blanket over,
which made me feel super sober.
Then the sky began to darken.
Then my mood began to lighten.
We packed up the picnic and rushed straight home,
scarcely greeting our garden gnome.
We went up to our rooms and beds,
then blocked sad thoughts out of our heads.
But I thought: “This will be the last
time we forget to check the weather forecast”!
The orchard
keeps us alive for months
thanks to all those who nurtured it
it’s a great and vital source of trust in community
thou be thanked for preventing the death of all
who helped plant it and loved it with tender care
it was great
and needed
with UK
trust thanked
with love and
care infinitely.
I heard a noise one day
In a most parculiar way
It squarked like a bird
It tooted like a train
I heard a noise one day
It was like a song
sung by a swan
I heard a noise one day
In a most parculiar way
I wish I was a monkey who can swing from tree to tree.
I wish I could eat bananas for my tea.
I wish I was a monkey with a monkey family.
I wish I was monkey that lived in a tree.
I wish I was a monkey that could play all day long.
I wish I was a monkey that could sing a monkey song.
Emerald green trees
all thick with
promises
tower up like
monuments,
as the golden sand
ripples with
pride,
showing its willingness
to receive
a sprinkling of
life-gifting
seeds
The soft crooning of
the pearlescent
waves
beckons you
tenderly
to this majestic
land,
that is
filled to
the brim with
ingenuity
The serenity of
these kingly
waters,
knitted
mindfully with
turquoise aquamarine,
has tranquility
holding out its
hand like
a bold
companion
A tropical
wonderworld
where dolphins
dance and whales
wander, sea turtles
shift, and stingrays
surround
a breathtaking
bounty
of cradling
coral
Hearts sown
harmoniously with
threads of glorification –
flora, fauna, and
human alike,
living to the
rhythm
of the
Almighty’s
awe-inspiring
artistry