“Ready to Rhyme” by Monty Edwards

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Ready to Rhyme


I find when I am writing,

I oft resort to rhyme.

I don’t know why I do it.

It happens all the time.

But if you like my writing,

(I really hope you will),

You’ll find that I keep writing

In rhyming verses still!

First published in “The Mystery Box” (Playful poems for young readers) by Monty Edwards [Making Magic Happen Academy 2017].

“Perpetual Trophy” by Monty Edwards


Perpetual Trophy

It stood there in the cabinet:
The cup we all desired,
Engraved with names of winners past:
The stars we all admired.
Now watch us train with fierce intent
To match, then beat their best
For striving for that lofty goal
Will help us top the rest.
But if our team should fail the tests
On which success depends,
There will remain a greater prize:
A lasting group of friends

“Cat Trick” by Monty Edwards

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Cat Trick

My cat liked to climb on my bedroom chair,

Right next to my chest of drawers.

He would spring to the chest with a mighty leap

Where he landed on all fours.

There on the top, where a mirror stood,

He looked at me, as a winner would

While he smugly licked his paws.


This was a trick hed performed before,

So I did what I had to do:

I’d found a shot of a lion’s head,

On a leaflet from the zoo.

I shaped it into the mirror’s frame:

One look would scare him and end his game,

Hed be off to his cat-a-loo!


I watched to see if hed turn his head

And hed face what was waiting there.

To see him jump promised such a treat:

The suspense would be hard to bear!

Then he turned. I could not believe my eyes:

He showed not a hint of the least surprise;

Not a bit did he seem to care.


Then as I was watching he lifted a paw

As if to greet someone he knew.

Was it his grandpa he thought that he saw?

Was he wondering just what he should do?

But stroking the lion, he shredded its face!

This meant his smug self soon appeared in its place,

As he thought: Im much smarter than you

“Nature’s Monuments” by Monty Edwards


Nature’s Monuments


“The fire came through in ‘sixty four,” the wizened farmer said.

“At first it headed for the house, but turned this way instead.

The plain back then was thick with trees,

Their drought-dry leaves caught fire with ease

And all too soon each tree became 

Fresh fuel for a fearsome flame!”


He paused as memory’s embers glowed and then he spoke again.

“That lifeless pair seen over there are all that now remain.

Since, at the time, more fires were feared,

The land round here was promptly cleared,

But those two trees remind us all

That here once stood a forest tall.”


“Christmas Quest” by Monty Edwards

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Christmas Quest


Oh where can I find him?

It’s now Christmas Day.

It seems that we’ve lost him

Somewhere on the way.


I thought we might find him

At shops in the mall,

Or at Christmas parties,

But few signs at all.


I can’t see him hiding

There under the tree,

Amongst all the gifts

For my family and me!


When we sang all the carols

We called out his name,

But soon we forgot

Why it was that he came:


For he lived here among us

To teach and to guide

And to pay for our wrongs

Through the death that he died.


This Jesus now lives,

So the gospels declare.

Young and old who still seek him

Find this Saviour’s right there.

“Christmas Eve” by Monty Edwards

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Christmas Eve

‘Twas the night before Christmas,

But I could not sleep.

I hit on a plan

And began counting sheep.


I got to one hundred,

But still was awake,

Which soon had me wond’ring

How long it would take.


I had to keep going –

What else could I do?

So soon I was up to

Two hundred and two.


When passing three hundred

I started to fret,

Then, reaching four hundred

I got quite upset.


As five hundred came

I  was ready to weep,

And can you believe it?

I cried myself to sleep!