The Slippery Slide
I’m the old slippery slide,
King of the playground,
All the kids slide down me,
As squeals and laughter sound.
Many things have been replaced,
However, I’m still there,
And lots of little bottoms,
Still slide down without a care.
Green Thumbed in the Garden –
Thinking of our poets in Victoria.
Keep Safe.
It’s only been a week,
Second time around,
Thought it might be easier,
But it wasn’t found.
Adrenaline has gone,
We’ve just settled in,
Now resigned to it,
And the discipline.
Life is so restricted,
Activities are few,
Going for a walk,
A little shopping too.
The rest of the time,
A prisoner at home,
But it’s not that bad,
If you are not alone.
No visitors allowed,
That is the decree,
And that’s okay,
If you’re with family.
It’s very hard for those,
Who do it on their own,
No one around them,
Sitting at home alone.
They too need support,
A little company,
And in these current times,
A little sympathy.
For those less fortunate,
Being on their own,
Let’s help them to survive,
And be there on the phone.
The Willie Wagtail is Australia’s best-loved and best-known fantail. And that tail wags constantly — side to side — as its owner scurries across the lawn seeking insects for a snack. Wagtails don’t mind us humans, but aggressively defend their own territories against feathered interlopers. You can tell the wagtail by its call that’s heard night and day; it sounds like “sweet-pretty-creature”.
Willie Wagtail
Sweet pretty creature,
sweet pretty creature,
that’s the sound of your call.
Sweet pretty creature,
sweet pretty creature,
the sweetest call of all.
Sweet pretty creature,
sweet pretty feature,
we love your wagging walk.
Sweet pretty creature,
sweet pretty creature,
if only you could talk.
Seasons?
Winter’s here,
Autumn’s gone,
Next we know,
Spring’s along.
Time just flies,
It’s hard to say,
Which season,
We’re in today.
Winter’s cold,
Frost or not,
Spring is wet
Summer’s hot.
It used to be,
Seasons defined,
But not today,
They seem entwined.
Ice Floats by Celia Berrell
(the three states of water)
Water is exceptional.
It disobeys a rule.
Its solid form is lighter
than its liquid, which is cool!
Most elements and compounds will
behave with much more sense.
Compared with their own liquid form
their solid form’s more dense.
But put an ice-cube in a drink.
You’ll notice that it floats.
One-tenth above; nine-tenths below.
Like ice-bergs you will note.
These ice-sheets form a blanket
so the water underneath
remaining as a liquid
doesn’t freeze the fish to death.
Imagine how our world would be
if solid water sank.
The Sun could hardly melt it
which would be a deadly prank.
As years went by the ice would fill
the oceans to the top
and life as we all know it
would eventually stop.
Ice-cubes in a drink would sink
and only cool the bottom.
Snowflakes might not form at all!
A thought that’s really rotten.
We owe our life in part to
water’s scientific token,
that rare occasions will exist
where rules are better broken!
Australian Children’s Poetry 