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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 September 2012

Day and night



Day and night

In the night families dine at restaurants
and drive their cars along the very scary and dark streets.

In the day children love to run about with their friends
and go home to relax with a nice cold ice block in the very busy streets.


Wednesday, 19 September 2012

A girl’s head

In it there is a planet
and a project
for getting rid of the alien


And there is a
spaceshuttle,
which shall be first.

And there is
an entirely new rabbit
an entirely new bumble bee
an entirely new hamster.

There is my age or my birthday.

There is a space shuttle.

There is antipodes.

And it cannot be put down.

I believe
that only what cannot be held back
is a head.

There is much to promise
in the circumstance
so that many people have heads.

Wednesday, 15 August 2012

This is just to say


This is just to say

I have eaten
the corned beef
that was in
the fridge.

and which
you were probably
saving
for school lunches.

Forgive me
it was so mouth watering
so tasty
and so yummy.


Wednesday, 1 August 2012

I asked the little boy who cannot see.


I asked the little boy who could not see,

‘And what is the colour like?’

‘Why, white,’ he said,
‘Is like the soft snow underneath my feet.
Red is like the sweet taste of raspberry juice that we made.
And green is like the lovely leaves falling onto my head.
Blue is the pouring rain falling from the sky.
Purple is like the smell of beautiful flowers.
The burning sun on my back, that’s yellow.
Brown is the taste of a delicious chocolate ice block.’