The song that I will sing for you
will be the greatest ever sung,
greater than the loudest bell
that ever has been rung.
I will sing my song by day and night,
in sunshine or in rain,
and when my song is over
I will begin again.
And so my song will grow and ring
forever bright and new,
bringing joy to everyone,
but most of all
to you.
Image from Stockcake
(in honour of Mother Tongue Day)
That’s what I mean!
The thingy, you know!
The Whatsit!
The Doodad!
That silly gizmo!
What do you mean
You don’t follow me?
The whatnot!
The doover!
That thingume!!
Am I the only one who speaks English around here?
Image from Pexels by Pavel Danilyuk
Now we’ve seen the new year in
and seen the old one out,
How were all our past days spent
and what they were about?
Good days and bad days
Quiet days and mad days
Low days and glad days
Slow days and sad days
All those days that took away
twelve months of our time –
They were the days –
These are the days
of auld lang syne
Trick or treat!
Trick or treat!
Lots of ghouls along the street.
Some are vampires,
some are ghosts,
whatever monster scares the most!
They want lollies,
they’re really creepy,
until the little spooks get sleepy.
Then home to bed they disappear –
that’s Halloween until next year.
Graham Seal
They’re tearing down
the tarmac street,
rushing by
with flying feet.
Pushing scooters
far too fast,
hope they stack ’em
on the grass!
Photo from Pexels by Marie-Ève Beaulieu
Hey, Mr Sunshine,
where are you today?
Rain is falling heavily,
the sky is dark and grey.
All the kids are stuck inside
with nowhere to play.
Hey, Mr Sunshine,
please come back one day.
Hey, Mr Sunshine,
welcome back today.
The sky is blue and clear and bright,
the rain has gone away.
Now the kids can run outside
to laugh and sing and play.
Thanks, Mr Sunshine,
sure beats yesterday!
What about recycling?
That’s something you can do
to save the planet every day
and save some money, too.
You could take up gardening
and grow veggies in the yard,
or start a steamy compost heap,
it isn’t very hard.
Maybe you could buy less stuff,
not use so much plastic,
and more refillable containers
would be just fantastic.
However you go about it,
whatever you might do,
please just do something,
because it’s up to me and you.
Photo by Vlada Karpovich
They say my words are quite absurd,
my poems most preposterous,
my rhymes are poor, my rhythms wild,
my metre’s all quite monstrous.
But I don’t care what they say,
one day I will be prosperous,
because I am the world’s only
poetic rhinoceros.
I wrote a poem for you,
straight from my heart,
to say how much I loved you,
right from the start.
But now it is all over,
our time was short, but sweet –
my double choc gelato,
you were wonderful to eat!
Father Christmas lost his whiskers,
riding in his sleigh.
He went too fast and then a blast
of wind blew them away.
Father Christmas found his whiskers
a long way away.
Stuck them on and sped along
in time for Christmas Day
Hey!
Inspired by playground rhymes
