Sunshine

Bring on the sunshine,

Bring on the day.

We’re energetic

And we like to play!

Bring on the sunshine,

Play with The Deans.

The slippery dip’s scorching.

Next time we’ll wear jeans.

Bring on the sunshine,

Climb up a tree.

Swing from the branches,

Jump down with Bree.

Bring on the sunshine,

Race to the shops.

Buy fizzy drink

And pink paddle pops.

Bring on the sunshine,

Drive down the road.

We’re in our cossies

In holiday mode.

Bring on the sunshine,

Mum lets us out.

We’ve pulled up at Kurt’s.

He’s an excellent scout.

Bring on the sunshine,

Sunbake with Kurt.

Slop on the sunscreen,

Or bodies will hurt.

Bring on the sunshine,

Dive in the pool.

Float on a raft and

Swim to keep cool.

Bring on the sunshine,

Mother returns –

She steers with two fingers,

The steering wheel burns.

Bring back the sunshine,

It’s fading away,

Time to go home now.

Remember this day!

By Lynette Oxley

In response to Poetry Prompt#15

Lying on the Beach

One day I saw a bottle that was lying on the sand.

I asked: “Why are you lying?” Then I grabbed it with my hand.

The bottle made no answer and it gave a glassy stare:

It clearly felt it had a right to spend time lying there.

I saw a drip form on its lip and thought it was a tear,

Which seemed to say: “Just go away and leave me lying here.”

But I’d been taught that lying was a serious sort of sin,

So straight away, without delay, the liar went in the bin!

Monty Edwards

The Relay Race

Emu runs the fastest

when there’s nothing in the way.

Kangaroo has legs like springs

that bounce along all day.

Lizard keeps on going

when the sun is very hot.

Wombat gets through obstacles

when all the rest cannot.

Koala checks their timing

as the birds all cheer them on.

Platypus just watches

(as his legs aren’t very long).

And so they’ve planned their strategies

with calculated pace.

And as a team, their hopes on high,

they’ll WIN the relay race!

by Celia Berrell

An ideal sports-team will play to each member’s strengths and support each other’s weaknesses.  We all have different talents and vulnerabilities.  A caring team accommodates both.  I like writing poems, and my friend Sharon Davson loves painting.  Her art work is titled “Bush Relay”.  Together I reckon we make a good team!

Secrets!

My brain must have some spaces

Where secrets can be stored

And though I keep them hidden there

They cannot be ignored.

I think about them often,

Though no one else may know.

They come with me when I leave home,

No matter where I go.

I sometimes have to let them out –

They can be hard to store,

But when one secret is revealed

There soon may follow more.

To share them brings me great relief,

Since truth is hard to hide.

How special is a trusted friend

In whom we can confide!

Monty Edwards

Monty says: “The prompt got me thinking about secrets, where we keep them and how they can affect what we say, do and feel.”