2K has been busy
2K has had fun
making Easter bonnets
with Dad and with Mum.
We’ve spent many hours
cutting out flowers,
using cardboard and glue
and crepe paper too.
Some hats are like bunnies
with ears floppy and funny,
Others have eggs and chicks,
with colours all sunny.
So put on your hats,
tie up the bow.
Your magnificent creations
make a marvellous show.
The Bilby’s cute-long
bunny ears
remind us Easter’s
almost here.
These experts
burrow in the ground
where grubs and roots
for food are found.
Their dainty
pinkly pointy snouts
are perfect probes
to sniff things out.
With squeaky snuffles
snorts and grunts,
they’d help us with those
Choc-Egg hunts!
Bilby Nose by Celia Berrell
Please check out this article:
A book with pages of words interlaced.
I read to you at bedtime, watch you drift to sleep.
I picture each scene how I like and wonder what you see.
A pause: too long, so quiet…
I nod – lost.
I have borrowed the sailing ship from this manuscript of adventure.
Where am I? Where are you?
I look for you and there you are – a loyal companion.
We travel together, though our dreams differ: supportive.
In the morning we return safe and sound with new-fangled ideas for life that we have borrowed from a book.
Words are weird
My shoe has a tongue
but can’t talk.
All it can do is walk.
My nose has a bridge
you can’t cross.
Which leaves me at a loss.
My eyes have pupils
you can’t teach.
What’s the purpose of each?
My ears have two drums
you can’t play.
What kind of drums are they?
What weird things words are —
they have too
many meanings by far!
Kilt clan patterns
Mother’s hands twisting string for homemade
video to keep tradition strong
Once made from plants now plastic too
Scratching identity from legs to ankles
Calling out for head dress and for beads
Bare feet beating dance on earth
Sway and swish
Past, present and future steps
Given by my mother to say
You are grown
JR Poulter
It all began with a casual pick
by the man sitting opposite me
on the train home last night
at first hardly noticeable
it grew to be a performance
involving both nostrils
which was quite a sight
Some efforts were hard fought
and were flicked triumphantly
to a growing mound on the floor
while others more sizeable
were rolled into balls and
thrown high up into the air
before being lovingly placed
in a brown bread sandwich
All this wasn’t appreciated
by the other passengers
who were mostly aghast
but then their noses
began to twitch as well
and some surreptitiously
had a bit of a pick
and soon the whole carriage
was furiously picking away
And then the man’s head
started to shrink right
before there very eyes
and it soon began to
resemble a withered prune
so they all stopped picking
and felt a little bit silly
and went back to fiddling
with their new digital devices
or gazing out the train window
Glen Ewing
Australian Children’s Poetry 