If we could float in a paper boat,
we’d rock and bob on the turquoise sea,
I would sing for you in Imaginese
so painted whales rise from the deep.
If we could float in a paper boat,
I’d call flotillas of butterflies
to flutter and bumble across the sky
past clouds where dreamy creatures fly.
Could you imagine this was true?
This is what I wish we’d do.
IMAGINE THIS by Jeanette Swan
Artwork: YOU ARE HERE by Hayley Gillespie
Who is that banging on the door?
Read on, read on…
…Who’s there? Guess who?
Knock, knock, it’s you…
…In a faraway land, in a dreamy corner,
a small bunyip was sleeping and snoring…
…’Sing in the storm,’ whispered Dotty.
‘See now. Now, it’s stopping…’
Reading pages, turning, turning,
other worlds, ancient, modern…
Scary, sweet, funny, deep:
I walk in stories; poems I feel.
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I’ll borrow another…
Every day I need to read!
I really love the library:)
I NEED TO READ by Jeanette Swan
Image by Pixabay
I’ve got stacks of reading to do,
I don’t know where to begin!
Some of the books are big,
And some are very thin.
Will I start on the bottom shelf,
And read my way to the top?
Or start reading down to the ground
Until I have to stop?
Or maybe I’ll read side to side,
Right to left or left to right,
Whatever it is, I know I’ll be reading
Long into the night!
I love libraries by James Aitchison
Image by Pixabay
Come on down to the library.
It’s sure to be lots of fun.
The staff are, oh so friendly
and there is something for everyone.
There are books to read, magazines to browse,
audio, ebooks too;
computers, ipads and movies;
jigsaws to swap and do.
Toddlers join in rhyme-time.
Adults play cards and chat.
There’s a book discussion group up the front.
It’s tech time down the back.
The chess group are silent and focused.
The craft people share ideas.
In the meeting room, the history group
pores newspapers from past years.
The seed library opens Saturdays;
English conversation group, the same day;
after- school club on Tuesdays –
with lego and games to play.
Come on down to the library,
It’s sure to be lots of fun.
There’s always so much happening
and a welcome for everyone.
Image from Pixabay
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Artwork: YOU ARE HERE by Hayley Gillespie
Hello, human,
how do you do?
Today’s my day
to write to you.
I’m a bird,
but I don’t have wings.
I have flippers —
very handy things!
I can fly through water
in search of fish.
A nice fresh squid
is my favourite dish.
Some of us are blue,
others black and white;
when we come ashore
we make a great sight.
We hope you’ll always
be our friend —
keep the oceans clean
from end to end!
With waddling wishes,
A penguin
Image from Pixabay
I had a dream the other night.
At first, it gave me quite a fright.
I thought the Moon was falling, ’til
it landed on my windowsill.
She fluffed her fur and shook her head
then gracefully leapt onto my bed
It’s not the Moon, it’s not a spider.
Instead, a silver Greater Glider!
At 12pm, the midnight hour,
a clock struck twelve. A sense of power
shimmered through her moonshine coat,
as she began to grow and float.
“Climb aboard”, she said with pride
and took me on a midnight ride.
Swooping through the starry night,
two new-found friends in sheer delight.
from the painting TIME TO GROW by Sharon Davson
A stay at home day today.
A quiet, nothing day.
I build a multilevel carpark for my cars.
Baby sister knocks it down. Arggh…..
I jump high on my trampoline to peek next door.
A kookaburra laughs.
I laugh back.
Jump, laugh, jump, laugh.
I lay on my trampoline to rest,
and make pictures from the clouds.
Dinosaur, bird, dolphin, a funny face.
I hide from baby sister in the garden.
A lizard scoots past. I chase. It’s too fast.
The trees are squawking.
I count the birds in my backyard tree.
Eighteen!
I ride my scooter
and pretend I’m travelling far away to somewhere where the action is.
Away from my quiet, nothing day.
I try to teach Leo to fetch.
I throw, he barks, I fetch.
Leo doesn’t understand the rules of the game.
Dinner tonight is my favourite, Spaghetti and meatballs.
A bubble bath and a snuggle with baby sister before bed.
My quiet, nothing day was actually really something.
from the painting TIME TO GROW by Sharon Davson
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