Question
Would you like
to say Hi
to a beetle?
A beetle would
like to say Hi
to you. . .
by Katherine Gallagher
Author Archives: australianchildrenspoetry
“A Bite in the Night” by Monty Edwards
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A Bite in the Night
My pillow’s soft beneath my head;
My light is out; I’m snug I bed.
I’ve said goodnight to Dad and Mum,
Expecting soon that sleep will come,
But . . .
What’s this I hear, so near my ear?
A buzz? A whine? Oh no! Oh dear!
I know that sound. It’s one I dread:
A lone mosquito overhead!
So . . .
Lying still, I free my hand;
I’m waiting for the pest to land.
The drone will stop, then “0uch”, the bite!
I whack my cheek with all my might!
Then . . .
All is quiet now, I can rest:
One good whack has killed the pest.
Though my cheek is feeling sore,
That mosquito bites no more!
“Ants” by Ron Marsh
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I was eating supper very late,
And chanced to look upon my plate,
A little black ant standing there,
Just about to share my fare.
I said to him “now listen mate,
I want you quickly off my plate”.
To ants one should not be so bold,
He’s brought back friends a hundred-fold.
“Cafe Six” by Kate O’Neil
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Try our new
Infestation Menu
It’s the food of the future
so we have created
some fine dining dishes
to keep you updated.
Are you itching to try
mosquito mousse?
or fleas flambé?
Perhaps you’d like
a light stir-fry
of tender glow-worms.
Crusty crickets
would add some crunch
to vary the texture,
served as a side.
(By Jiminy, that’s what
I’d have for lunch.)
Try truffled termites
with pesto sauce
on maggot mash.
Or fruit-fly fritters
with grasshopper gravy
or cicada croquettes
and hairy-bug hash.
Caterpillar curry’s
a dish to-die-for –
a robust feed.
rich and nutritious
(fabulous grub).
If a smaller snack
is all you need
you might like a serve
of buttered fly.
Or a coddled moth.
Perhaps you’d like
cicada soup.
Or a medley of mealworms
cooked in broth
then lightly charred.
Silverfish soufflés
(in moulds and baked twice)
for special occasions
you’ll remember forever
(expensive but nice).
And when you’ve had your fill of these –
a platter of crackers and assorted bees.
© Kate O’Neil
“If a fly” by Monty Edwards
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A RHUPUNT FOR SPRING by James Aitchison
Leave a commentA RHUPUNT FOR SPRING
Spring’s colour thrills
when daffodils
and bold jonquils
burst into bloom.
Tulips tower,
freesias flower,
colours shower,
banishing gloom.
All spring we’re blessed;
bulbs give their best,
’til time to rest
in a dark room.
James Aitchison
A RHUPUNT (pronounced hree’-pint) is a Welsh poem with some curious rules:
- Each line must have four syllables
- The first three lines of each stanza must rhyme
- The final line of each stanza must rhyme with the final lines of the other stanzas (in other words: aaab, cccb, dddb, eeeb, etc)
- Each stanza works as a complete sentence or verse in itself.
- If you prefer, stanzas can have three lines (aab, ccb, etc) — or five lines (aaaab, ccccb, etc) — it’s up to you.
“Kookaburra sits” by Stephanie Boase
Leave a commentKookaburra sits
On a clothes line tall,
Carefully surveying
The urban sprawl.
Spying a movement
In the grass,
He swoops down swiftly.
Dinner at last!
Won’t you laugh kookaburra,
Laugh for me?
Your life is so much harder
Than it used to be.
Stephanie Boase
“Dinosaurs’ Breakfast Special” by Katherine Gallagher
Leave a commentDinosaurs’ Breakfast Special
Urns of slime
and reptiles’ heads,
giants’ feet
and mouldy breads.
Icy hearts
and mountain eggs,
a ton of tongues
and turtle-legs.
Frogs and beetles
chewed to gristle,
old pine cones
and spicy thistle.
Snake-flesh paste
and baby whales,
slowly simmering
heads and tails.
Blackfish eyes
and stingray skin
mixed and mixed
till slimy thin.
All gulped down
with spidery glue
which sleepy dinosaurs
forget to chew. . .
©Katherine Gallagher
“Twiggy”by Pat Simmons
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Stick insects are so very thin
Yet still insist on shedding skin
And even when they grow much bigger
Will maintain their sylph-like figure.
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