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Love Our Library by Pauline Cleary

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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

Oh me! Oh My! by Diane Finlay

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Oh me! Oh my! Something really is amiss,
my lips won’t work; they haven’t got a kiss.
I put my finger in my mouth; gums and tongue in place
but still no kiss in there. Has it slipped across my face?

Did I drop it? Did I eat it? Have I left it in the car?
Now I’m really very worried; has it simply gone too far?
Suddenly I feel a pucker; I think I know what’s happening.
My mouth is feeling very strange; my lips begin to do their thing.

I’ve found my kiss; I hadn’t lost it after all.
My lips had just been waiting to give the biggest kiss of all.

Oh me! Oh my! by Diane Finlay

Image from Pixabay

Watching Mamma Apply Lipstick by Sarah Patricia Kelly

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I goggle at the looking glass,
with elbows out like I’m in class
observing Mamma click and twist,
her lipstick case with soft cream wrist.

She neatly writes her royal red o’s,
on lips that bloom like candy rose.
I puff in perfumed powder pots
of pinkish chalk and pansy drops

as Mamma’s strands of sprinkles chink
around her neck. Two dolls, we prink
with sippica-pippica pucker and kiss,
a wet jelly bean for big, red lips!

Watching Mamma Apply Lipstick by Sarah Patricia Kelly

Image from Pixabay

VILLAGE by Graham Seal

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Dr Seuss said it all:
‘A person’s a person,
no matter how small’.

Let’s say the same for a village:
It isn’t the size that matters,
but how many hearts
call it home.

VILLAGE by Graham Seal

Image from Pixabay

Take Me There by Rod Loader

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Butterflies all flutter by,
On soft and gentle breeze.
They float like clouds in deep blue sky,
Like leaves falling from trees.

If I could be a butterfly,
Up high within the air,
What could I see on land below?
How would I feel up there?

Would I wave “Hi” to all the birds,
As they fly on their way?
Would I hear what the wind whispers,
To trees that bend and sway?

Would I see all the animals,
On farms and roaming free?
Would I see fish, or whales even,
In lakes, rivers and sea?

Would I look down and see myself,
With smile upon my face,
And know my dreams can take me there,
To every happy place?

Take Me There by Rod Loader

Artwork: YOU ARE HERE by Hayley Gillespie

Tumberlina by Sara Patricia Kelly

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Tumberlina has ten toes,
stumble-bumble, up she goes!
Her weeny foot slips on a stair
and now her toes are in the air.
Giggle-wiggle, with a hop
she’s off again to reach the top.

Photo from Pixabay

Crafting a Cockatoo by Linda Kohler

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Bright white cotton for its feathers,
Beak hooked from grey-black twine,
Whitish stitches for its eye-rings,
Dark glossy beads for eyes.

A strong yarn for its feet and claws,
Its crest, a yellow fleece — 
A sulphur-crested cockatoo!
I hope it doesn’t screech!

Image by ChatGPT on reading Linda’s poem

My Sky by James Aitchison

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When I have nothing else to do,

I look up at the sky.

There’s always something happening,

as clouds go rolling by.

I like to watch the colours change,

there’s always something new;

and after it rains I might see

a beautiful rainbow or two. 

I think I’ll become a pilot —

how good does that sound? 

Then I could be up in the sky

instead of on the ground!

Wattle Glen sky. Photo by Philip Webster

February Prompts

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It’s back-to-school time! We hope you connect with some fabulous friends in FEEL-GOOD FEBRUARY.

Send your poetic inspirations to Linda Davidson at:

ozchildrenspoetry@gmail.com

Date prompts include:

  • Library Lovers Day (14th Feb)
  • Random Acts of Kindness Day (17th Feb)

Picture Prompt:

Artwork: YOU ARE HERE by Hayley Gillespie

Kite Day by Jeanette Swan

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The whoosh of the wind has lifted its sail.

It flips and flaps and flicks its tail.

My kit-packet kite is pecking the sky,

jigging and jagging, higher and higher!

Soaring in circles – a marvellous thing!

I am the keeper.

I hold the string.

Oops, it’s  in a tree…

Image from Pixabay