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Festival hosts children’s poetry events

 

 

 

 

Are you thinking of becoming a children’s poet? Are you already a children’s poet looking for a way forward in your journey? What can poetry do for children? Join poets Sally Murphy, Dr June Perkins and JR Poulter, in-conversation with Dr Virginia Lowe, for this fascinating discussion. Bookings essential.

When: Saturday, August 26, 2017, 1 – 2pm

Venue: Brisbane Square Library, 266 George Street, Brisbane City

Parent event: Queensland Poetry Festival

Age range: Preschool kids, Kids, Young adults, Adults (30+), Seniors

Bookings required. Phone Brisbane Square Library on 07 3403 4166 to reserve your place.

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When: Saturday, August 26, 2017, 2 – 2:30pm

Bring your children to this poetry reading for the young (and young at heart), featuring children’s poets Sally Murphy, Dr June Perkins and JR Poulter. Bookings essential.

Venue: Brisbane Square Library, 266 George Street, Brisbane City

Bookings required. Phone Brisbane Square Library on 07 3403 4166 to reserve your place.

Cost: Free

Would you like to host a children’s poetry event?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poet Glora Gonsalves has founded World Children’s Poetry Day (WoChiPoDa), an initiative aimed at instilling the love of poetry in young people, and is calling on people around the world to join in and celebrate the day by hosting local events. For more information about becoming involved in the initiative visit http://wochipoda.com/

Poetry pointers

Where do you get ideas? How do you write a poem? Do poems have to rhyme? What makes it a poem if it doesn’t rhyme? Who publishes poetry? How do I become a children’s poet? What is your top tip for writers who want to write poetry for children?

These are among the myriad questions asked by writers who want to write poetry. How would you answer them? If you have a poetry pointer to share, email me at traffa-m@bigpond.net.au

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Poem of the Day

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Polite Pause

 

Prawns,

floating commas in

the tidal way of things,

eyes bulging the full stop

as the net drops.

 

We complain

sweet morsels are

a pain to peel,

much like meaning in

conversation over dinner.

 

Just don’t forget

to take the rubbish out.

 

Dead prawns like tide and time

wait only for

the exclamation mark.

J.R.McRae

  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #25

Poetry Prompt #28

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Hi everyone, here’s a visual prompt for you this week. What thoughts and feelings arise in response to ‘texture’? I’m really looking forward to seeing what wonderful poems you come up with … it’s always exciting to check my in box and read the latest submissions. Remember, you’re writing for children. A big thank you to everyone who’s been submitting regularly. Your support for this site is much appreciated.  Please keep your contributions coming in. Send poems to me at teenawriter@gmail.com as a Word or Text file attachment and add a few lines about your writing process.

Happy writing!

Teena

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The Rule

 

My mother’s voice was loud and clear:

No use pretending not to hear!

I knew the words that soon would come.

They always left me feeling glum.

 

“No, no, no!

I said you may not go.

Unless you clear up all your mess

You will not hear me answer ‘Yes’.

Now pick those clothes up off the floor

And put them in their proper drawer.

Then, all your toys must be away

And after that, yes, go and play.”

 

Mum’s tone of voice left me no choice,

But task once done, meant play and fun.

 

Monty Edwards
  •  Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #27

Monty says: “Despite some changes in parenting styles over the years, I suspect many children (and parents) would still be familiar with a rule of this kind and its benefits.”

 

 

Poem of the Day

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THE ELEPHANT IN THE FRIDGE

 

There’s an elephant hiding in the fridge?

How can you be so sure?

There are footprints in the margarine

and eggshells on the floor.

 

How did an elephant manage

to get himself inserted?

It must have been a treat to see

the skill that he exerted.

 

Its elementary, my friend,

he slid inside with ease.

He clearly used the margarine

as lubricating grease.

© Allan Cropper
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #

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If Clouds Were Beds

If clouds were beds then I would sleep
upon a cloud that’s soft and deep.
A cumulus cloud, that’s its name,
though as a name it’s rather lame
because it doesn’t make you think
of fluffy clouds in which you’d sink
into their white caressing sheets,
nor how you’d lie and dream of treats
or winning that important game,
so, bed-cloud is a better name.

If clouds were cars then I would race
a wispy cloud, high up near space.
A cirrus cloud is what they say-
that doesn’t seem a place to stay
behind the wheel and speed around
a track that’s high up off the ground.
I want a simple name that shows
a cloud that goes and goes and goes,
a cloud that’s fast and fun to use
so, car-cloud is the name I choose.

If clouds were homes then mine would be
one stretching far as you can see.
A stratus cloud is what it’s called,
but that name doesn’t say it’s sprawled
across the sky- a wide, flat field,
where there’d be ample space to build
a house, with rooms for everyone,
a garden where we’d play and run,
and even an enormous shed,
so, I call those home-clouds instead.

 

Kristin Martin

(Previously published in Orbit (The School Magazine), Issue 9, October 2016.)

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Mother I’m Starving

 

Take away all of those long beans,

throw away broccoli too.

I’m quite unable to like greens.

Ditto for anything blue!

 

Eggplant and aubergine, no, no!

Roasted nor boiled nor fried.

Veggies of all kinds can go, go,

and any food I haven’t tried!

 

Nothing that’s fruity or cheesy,

no soup, no pasta, no rice.

Stewing and baking can’t please me,

eggy things really aren’t nice.

 

Forget about anything meaty,

seafood if it’s from the sea.

And better not give me a lolly!

  • sugar’s not healthy you see!

 

Never present me with curry,

cornbread, rye, barley or wheat,

but Mother I’d like you to hurry,

I’m starving and I want to eat!

Alys Jackson
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #20

Alys said: I couldn’t resist having a go at a rhyming poem for all the fussy eaters. As far as writing technique goes, I write wherever and whenever I get a good idea. I always carry a notebook and love reading poetry of all types.

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The Magic Elephant

 

The Bradbury Brothers Big Top

Travelled round from town to town

With all the big attractions

Tigers, tightropes and a clown

 

To keep the patrons interested

They had to keep it new

So they brought a snake and elephant

And bearded lady too

 

But the Strongman pulled a hammie

(He exerted too much force)

And the showgirl broke her leg

When falling from her dancing horse

 

The Bradbury Brothers panicked

The tent was full of angry hicks

They would have to get the elephant

To do some magic tricks

 

Card tricks are elementary

And quite easy to debunk

This trick must be amazing

(And completed with a trunk!)

 

They set up eight big ostrich eggs

With care upon the mat

And gave the giant pachyderm

A wizard wand and hat

 

Then to the crowd’s great wonder

Each egg just sank away

Though it was not a magic elephant

(but a starving snake that day)

 

The only proof of what occurred

For the trick had gone so well

Was a smiling snake contented

Burping out the old egg shells.

Sioban Timmer
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #26

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Drawing A Memory

 

How do you doodle?

Leafy-shapes or people?

Zigzag sharp

or swirly soft.

Spirals, squares or circles?

 

Why do we doodle?

Feeling tense or troubled?

Trying not to

go to sleep.

Puzzled, bored or muddled?

 

Doodling while listening

prevents our mind from wandering.

It helps to pen

a drawing-hook.

But NOT in someone else’s book!

Celia Berrell
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #25

Celia said: What’s the point of doodling?  Well it turns out that, rather than being a distraction, it can help us focus!  So go ahead – use your super-doodle power.  (My favourites are curls and swirls.)

Poetry Prompt #27

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Get set to create! It’s poetry prompt time. Monday certainly comes round fast, doesn’t it? What will you come up with in response to the word ‘No’? I’m sure you will have some fun with this one and I’m looking forward to receiving your submissions.

Thank you everyone who has been so enthusiastically supporting this site by contributing poetry for Poem of the Day. Don’t forget, if you’ve missed a prompt you can always catch up.

Please email your poems to me at teenawriter@gmail.com as a Word or Text file attachment and add a line or two about your writing process.

Happy writing!

Teena