Poems

Don’t do
don’t do
don’t do that!
Don’t be
don’t be
don’t be rude to the cat!

Wind blowing everywhere
leaves flying through the air
trees swaying in the wind
the wind is going for a win
against the rain and the sun
the wind wants to be number one!

So the wind blew as hard as he could
he blew off several raincoat hoods
he would make you fall
he would make you wish
that he would stop and the wind would win!

A green clearing inside
Bursting with liveliness
Light through little gaps
In the leaves
Playful animals
Black, fertile soil

The forest is the home to many
She is her animal’s nature
Sometimes vicious as a lion
Ripping through its flesh
Sometimes as playful as a cub
Hopping around the clearing
As clever as a fox
How would she look
As a human?

Dark brown and curly hair
She doesn’t bother to brush it
Eyes as golden as a lion’s fur
A vicious look to them
A jolly and playful smile
Her skin as dark as her hair
She wears a green flowing dress
There’s a playful skip to her step
Shoes as brown as a log
She plays with animals
She tends to them
When they are injured
Spirited and happy
That is the spirit of nature

Some people say
That there are such things as drop bears today.
They wait in a tree,
Full of glee,
Waiting to fall on someone like me.
Then… “Plop” as the creature drops to the ground.
“Arrgh,” people shout as they flee.
As scared as a hippo, frightened as a dodo.

You might be wondering why I chose to write about drop-bears. “We…ell.”
Dodos are a big no-no
Cheetahs – well they really are cheaters.
But drop bears – they’re different.
They sit in a tree, eating all day.
Just like I would if I could.

I will inspect every section
I will check for disinfection
Everything needs to be at a level of perfection
For be warned, only a handful out of a huge collection make it through.
Any questions? No?
Then let’s get started.
My name is Inspector Cardboard.
Everything I own is made out of cardboard
My chessboard, my blackboard, my skateboard,
(though my clipboard is made out of steel).
Many people say they adore me, but I suspect otherwise.
One person even asked me if I had a criminal record!

It is all a whirl, for a little girl.
If she would wait, she would find something great.
The treasure beyond measure!
It’s everyone’s desire
It makes them perspire!
That is – if you follow the clues and don’t get the blues!

Lucy likes licking lemony lollies out of Len’s
lovely lorries with her little teddy Lily

Lily likes limping leopards from Libya like
Oliver from Lincoln and Lennon from London
Lily also likes licking lemony lollies like
Lucy, Oliver and Lennon

I love to play
with our hamster named Sherbert
I’m so very glad we did
not name him Herbert.
He’s fluffy and warm
and he loves to come play
He doesn’t mind that we wake him up
allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll day.
He loves to eat veggies
He loves to eat fruit,
His kissable face
is so, so, SO CUTE!
He’s got little paws
that are fuzzy and pink
He loves doing magic tricks,
well… maybe? I think?
So that is for now
my favorite thing to do,
can’t wait to hear about
the rest of you, too!

The sun is a beautiful star in the sky
and, oh, I promise I won’t make you cry
The sun is glorious
The sun is gorgeous
The sun makes the best tombstone
for the people who make a song

Life is life
death is a knife
stabbing you until my school time
Then life comes and makes the chime
then saves you until death comes again
The process repeats until you gain
life and death