Che sara sara.
When I was young – from the age of three,
People asked what would I be.
What did they mean what would I be?
Was I not already me?
“Che sara sara” By Louise McCarthy
Leave a commentCategory Archives: Australian children’s poetry
“HEROES AND VILLAINS” by Helen Evans
Leave a commentHEROES AND VILLAINS
When I reach the end of an enjoyable story
It’s like saying goodbye to a cherished old friend
The tapestry woven of the hero and villain
Has me enthralled right to the end
An accomplished author will draw you right in
So you follow the exploits with fast beating heart
As you turn the pages you wonder anew
Will the villain become the hero,
Or will he remain true to the part
You know in your heart of hearts
That the hero will vanquish his foe
But for a few heart stopping moments
It isn’t always so
In these days of global unrest
It helps to escape for a while
It doesn’t help to always hear
Doom and gloom on the breakfast file
“Anton’s Microscopes” by Celia Berrell
Leave a commentAnton’s Microscopes
Anton van Leeuwenhoek (1632-1723)
A Dutchman named Anton
was someone you’d count on
to tell you precisely
the things he could see.
A microscope maker
and shopkeeping draper
discovering life that’s
as small as can be.
He magnified beasts that
he scraped from his teeth
and watched as they swam
like some creatures in seas.
Learning there’s animals
formed from just single-cells.
Seeing that even a
flea can have fleas!
Finding bacteria
in our interior.
Sending this news
across the sea.
Anton astounded us.
What he had found in us
started the science
mi-cros-co-py.
What is Wind? By Charlize Fairbairn ( Year 7 )
Leave a commentWhat is Wind?
Wind-
It can be a summer breeze,
Or blow up pollen that makes me sneeze.
In the Winter it’s a gale,
That brings lots of rain and sometimes hail.
Wind-
It can be a dangerous thing,
It can even cry out and sing!
I can knock over trees and destroy powerlines,
Even chime in with the birds at times.
Wind-
Seems to go on forever,
When will it end, I say never!
Sometimes it’s only just a draught,
But nevertheless, still there, and will always last.
Written by Charlize Fairbairn, 12, year 7
“Hey dude, look at my hair!” by James Aitchison
Leave a commentHey dude, look at my hair!
How’s that for hair
Pointing up in the air?
It feels real svelte
Out here on the veldt!
I look so cool
Hyenas drool.
While zebras stare
At my rocker hair.
No silly old lion
Has hair like mine!
Don’t I look starry
When I’m on safari?
Africa gapes
At my hairy shapes,
They look so high-tech,
Who needs a long neck?
Prompt #31
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What are these two up to?
Email to
poemoftheday.jaxton@gmail.com
Cheers
Jeanie
“Tufty Giraffe“ by Celia Berrell
Leave a commentTufty Giraffe
Giraffe, giraffe,
a cow and calf.
Both have horns
called occicones
with tips
of hairy follicles.
This photograph
has baby calf
with horn-tufts
that have grown so long,
it looks as though
his hair’s gone wrong!
But male giraffes
use fighting crafts
where heads and horns
get bashed and worn.
Long hairs get snapped,
rubbed-off, impinged,
removing all that
flaunty fringe.
Read more giraffe facts here:
And watch two male giraffes fighting here:
“Rebellion – Punk Revival “– By Louise McCarthy
2 CommentsIt’s just a phase,
An episode,
A rebellious turn,
Part of the road.
It’s just a stage,
The youths are idle,
Unexpected –
You’ve lost the bridle,
Then you screech
“If I’ve told you once…”
The same old speech…
Like talking to the fence.
Suspended talk, mid litany –
You take a long, deep breath.
Then comes this weird epiphany,
And you storm off down the street!
Five hours later you reappear,
The family’s really missed you.
“We’re starving…” Yes – they make it clear,
Unplugging from their gadgets.
They tear away from cyberspace,
Reality’s for ancients.
But then they see you sitting there,
All calm – relaxed and quiet.
“Mum! What’s happened to your hair?
It really looks a riot!”
You deal a punk rock “I’m so cool” stare,
More striking than your monologue.
A flashback to those teenage years –
Rebellion seems a distant fog.
“Now listen…” And there’s not a sound,
Then the stylus hits the vinyl…
The record spins around and round,
Rebellion – punk revival.
“Giraffe Challenge” by Monty Edwards
Leave a commentCan you draw a tall giraffe,
Followed closely by her calf?
Make this mother twice as tall
As the calf, who’ll still be small.
Please be sure their necks are long:
No-one likes to get that wrong!
Give them spindly legs: quite thin,
Next put markings on their skin.
Make the ground beneath them flat;
Add some grass to go with that.
Not too lush though – rather sparse:
Let the earth show through the grass.
Each giraffe should face a tree
Where the leaves they eat will be.
Can they reach those leaves to eat?
Then your picture is complete!
