“Cat Trick” by Monty Edwards

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Cat Trick

My cat liked to climb on my bedroom chair,

Right next to my chest of drawers.

He would spring to the chest with a mighty leap

Where he landed on all fours.

There on the top, where a mirror stood,

He looked at me, as a winner would

While he smugly licked his paws.


This was a trick hed performed before,

So I did what I had to do:

I’d found a shot of a lion’s head,

On a leaflet from the zoo.

I shaped it into the mirror’s frame:

One look would scare him and end his game,

Hed be off to his cat-a-loo!


I watched to see if hed turn his head

And hed face what was waiting there.

To see him jump promised such a treat:

The suspense would be hard to bear!

Then he turned. I could not believe my eyes:

He showed not a hint of the least surprise;

Not a bit did he seem to care.


Then as I was watching he lifted a paw

As if to greet someone he knew.

Was it his grandpa he thought that he saw?

Was he wondering just what he should do?

But stroking the lion, he shredded its face!

This meant his smug self soon appeared in its place,

As he thought: Im much smarter than you

“Internal Relection” by Julie Cahill

The kitten looked and saw

his very own reflection
But ’twas not him to others looking
in the cat’s direction
The cat had never seen himself
as no one ever does
and the lion in the mirror
wore the same beige mottled fuzz
He licked his paw
when the kitten licked
he yawned although much wider
and when they both lay down to sleep
they breached the glass divider
When they woke together
at exactly the same moment
they smiled at one another
and roared with quiet contentment

“Imagine it might happen” by Louise McCarthy


When I grow up I’m going to be an astronaut – it’s true!

I’ll visit all the planets – perhaps you could come too.

We’ll zip around the galaxy and catch a sparkling star.

We’ll send our families postcards to show them where we are.

I drew some plans the other day; I’ve begun to build our spaceship.

Would you like to help me finish it so it’s ready for our space trip?

Prompt #1 2019



I hope you have all enjoyed reading a poem a day during January.

Our first prompt this year is a picture.

What does it bring to mind?

Look at it through the eyes of a child.

Please send poems to





And this weeks quote by the very famous J.K. Rowling

“There’s always room for a story that can transport people to another place.”

“How I was saved from Chocaholism” by JR Poulter

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Aunty’s got a chocolate box.

She said,”Have one or two.”

I had one wrapped in bright red foil,

And then a flowery blue.


I sucked them – oh, so slowly –

They were so VERY nice!

I thought, would Aunty REALLY mind

If I had a couple – twice?


They were the most delicious things

That I had EVER had!

Surely, if I had – just – two more

Aunt could not call me bad?


Oh, SCRUMPTIOUS!  YUMPTIOUS! There were more

That I just HAD to taste!

Why – if I left them sitting there

They MUST all go to waste!


The box was looking emptyish.

The last ones left looked lonely.

I thought that it would be QUITE wrong

To leave a couple only!


And so I ate the last ones too,

But, very strange to tell, 

They didn’t taste just quite so good,

And – I didn’t feel so well …


My tummy looked about to pop!

My throat felt – kind of queer…

My tummy started woooobelling –

I held onto the chair!


Then as I looked at the chocolate box

And wondered would I be whacked,

I remembered every gluttinous glob

And the box got its contents back -!!




Now I wont touch a chocolate,

Not a bar, a block, a bite!

I will not even look at it!

Well, at least I wont – tonight…


“The Seahorse and the Mermaid” by Madonna George

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The Seahorse and the Mermaid


The seahorse and the mermaid went  

up to the water’s edge  one day

To glimpse at the world above-

Together they winked and leapt out of the water and to golden sands they played.

They strolled in the shine of the sun, and warmed their bodies and giggled some more.

For their’s was an adventure that day

An odyssey different to the sea.


The shells they found were presents for Neptune and all the seahorses galore

that fretted and cried for seahorse’s absence.

For they were creatures of the sea

A family yet unamed by sciences and formulas


The mermaid she dipped her sunbronzed body

back into the sea and sweetly murmured to the seahorse

Wait for me!

“Me and Captain Cook” by Ron Marsh

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Captain Cook, he wrote a book,

He was extremely clever,

He wrote of his trip round the world ,

In the barque “Endeavour”.


I watched him sailing past one morn,

I waved, he did not see me.

It was a pity for me and Cook,

For I’d be in his story book.


I guess I wasn’t meant for fame,

And also not for history,

And no one ever heard my name,

I’ll always be a mystery.