It’s a new year and I’m supposed to make a resolution.
A promise to myself to do better –
to continue my evolution.
Eat less sugar.
Do my homework on time.
Less screen time –
no I don’t think I’ll promise that.
But then I heard people say, new year’s resolutions only last a few weeks.
A month at best!
So I’m going to start a revolution and do away with new year’s resolutions.
Unless it’s eating more chocolate.
And more screen time.
And maybe more books.
Happy New Year!
Author Archives: australianchildrenspoetry
At The Dinosaurs’ New Year Parade by Katherine Gallagher
Leave a commentDandy dinosaurs dancing
Dreamy dinosaurs drinking
Dexterous dinosaurs dinking
Dainty dinosaurs dazzling
Devilish dinosaurs diving
Dozy dinosaurs dallying
Delicate dinosaurs dawdling
Dimpled dinosaurs drooping
Image courtesy of Vector Stock
A Trick of the Dark by Celia Berrell
Leave a commentCreating a poem,
a story or art
is like making magic
alone in the dark.
Stirring-up spells
from our heart and mind
that fuse into charms
we’ve yearned to find.
Before we can conjure
these wizardly wares
we first need to practice
with pace and care
to sharpen our craft
for every line.
Then out of the dark,
enchantment will shine.
In response to Resolutions, Hopes and Creativity prompt
The Snowy River by James Aitchison
Leave a commentBorn in the ranges
where horses run free,
tumbling and chasing
its way to the sea.
Fed by the snows,
broadening now,
no shadow or cloud
its waters allow.
The great Snowy River,
watched by this tree,
sweeps on to victory
and enters the sea.
Thirsty Work by Andrew Plant
Leave a commentMy giraffe is so very high
That she can almost touch the sky
She reaches up to the tallest of trees
And off of their branches she eats their leaves
But my giraffe must get thirst I think
So what does she do when she wants a drink
She has to bend down and make herself shorter
So she can drink from the cool clear water
Then when she’s finished up again
I think that it must be a terrible strain
I wonder if she would be aloud
To drink the water out of the cloud?
The Bearded Lady by Warren Cox
Leave a commentMy mother’s got a wicked beard.
It wasn’t there last week.
I’m not sure that I like it
but it’s certainly unique.
She took a nap the other day
and slept for just a minute,
and when she woke she found
a Willy Wagtail nesting in it.
She points at other people’s beards
and says “They all look scruffy.”
She washes hers twice every day
to keep it light and fluffy.
At first dad didn’t like it much.
He said “It isn’t funny,”
but he’s selling photos of it now
and making lots of money.
At least it’s good for sea-side trips,
it keeps us cool and shady
so I guess there’s some advantage
when your mum’s the bearded lady.
The Sneeze by Andrew Plant
Leave a commentAs Effie elephant walked through some trees
She suddenly felt she was going to sneeze
And her trunk was so big and her trunk was so long
The sneeze that came out was amazingly strong
It sneezed away birds, as they flew by
It sneezed away clouds that were up in the sky
It sneezed away leaves and it sneezed away flowers
It sneezed away houses and castles and towers
When Effie had finished her huge ACHOO
A voice far far away called out – ‘Bless you’
If Only by Warren Cox
Leave a commentIf only I could dive and swim
the way my gold fish can,
I’d travel to the sea-side
and race across the sand.
I’d dive into the largest wave
and swim far out to sea.
I’d wave “Hello” to sharks and rays
and shout “Hey! Look at me.”
But I can only paddle
where the water isn’t deep,
so I’ll have to wait ‘till dream time
‘cause I swim great in my sleep.
The First Christmas Gift: A Christian View by Monty Edwards
Leave a commentIt’s very plain that Christmas, will very soon be here:
Since shops and stores are busy and schools closed for the year:
A time we think of presents and lots of yummy food,
Yet not time to be greedy, or selfish, even rude!
Since some folk are not wealthy, nor have a lot to spare,
But still can give their friendship and show you that they care.
For God Himself’s a Giver, who gave the world his Son,
To be our sinless Saviour and die for everyone.
This Gift arrived at Christmas. It’s why we celebrate.
In churches round the nation we Christians congregate.
We like to show we’re grateful for Jesus, God’s great Gift
To focus on such wondrous news gives each of us a lift!
His Gift’s not one that ages. It’s never out of date
God wants all to receive Him before it is too late,
A gift of real forgiveness, with heaven added too!
A gift received through Jesus, God planned for me and you!
My Wish For Christmas Day by James Aitchison
Leave a commentI want a better world this Christmas,
where wars and famine end,
where light and laughter banish darkness,
where everyone’s a friend.
Instead of tinsel I’d like trust,
where fear has gone away.
And no one has to go without,
this year on Christmas day.
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