“Frogs unite. It isn’t fair!
Come together everywhere!
Leave your puddles, ponds and pools:
Join the students in their schools!
Send their ears your loudest croak,
So they’ll learn it’s not a joke:
Giving a whole Year to Dogs!
What about we jolly frogs?!”
I see a mouse, an elephant and three people playing cards,
if you turn it around, to shake those coloured shards.
And with light at one end, diluting the edge,
it seeps through to the middle, like spilling down from a ledge.
Then if you put your nose nearly touching the middle,
it looks back at you with a grin, like a colourful riddle.
Sharp fragments spilled over squares and even shadows seen.
Why, it’s the shiny jewels from a crown …
belonging to a Queen.
Poem in response to “Kaleidoscope” Prompt
It’s a tall sailing-ship on the ocean,
Still, anchored, waiting – not to be broken –
Or smashed on rocks – run aground.
Or, imaginably, if I listen closely – beyond the hush –
Seawater claps the vessel’s hull and waves swoosh on the shore.
Sensible sea captain, dutiful crew, waits – no rush …
The sun is sinking, a gull calls, and the reef makes no score.
Explorers or pirates? We’ll see …
I write in my log book – a note to me –
“Tomorrow – build lighthouse for sea dogs.”
But in the morning, there is no sea, no ship and no fog.
It’s a tall sailing-ship on the ocean,
Still, anchored, waiting – not to be broken –
Or smashed on rocks – run aground.
Or, imaginably, if I listen closely – beyond the hush –
Seawater claps the vessel’s hull and waves swoosh on the shore.
Sensible sea captain, dutiful crew, waits – no rush …
The sun is sinking, a gull calls, and the reef makes no score.
Explorers or pirates? We’ll see …
I write in my log book – a note to me –
“Tomorrow – build lighthouse for sea dogs.”
But in the morning, there is no sea, no ship and no fog.
Inspired by a Farmyard Picture prompt
Our neighbour has a little dog.
A cute white fluffy puppy.
It growls and howls both day and night.
Alone, it’s never happy
A well-loved dog is like a friend
who keeps us company.
We’ll both play games and go for walks.
That’s how it’s meant to be.
I wish our neighbour’s puppy-dog
was well-cared-for like that.
No time to spend with doggy friend …
then maybe get a cat?
I beg my mum for my very own pet.
She winks at me and says, “you bet!”
But …
It must not purr
or have soft fur.
It must not bark
or like the park
No pets with a beak
that tweet (or shriek).
No pets that peak
or sneak or squeak.
It can’t have hair;
can’t need much care;
can’t be boring;
mind the flooring!
At the store I search until dark …
Mum’s going to love my new pet shark!
