With bushfires on the horizon we need to move the stock
The family mounted ready, to drive them near the house block
They are our prized and loved possessions, and represent our life
Let’s pray the winds don’t change and cause us any strife.
Homeward Bound by Frankie Rose
Poem inspired by April Picture Prompt – MY PA, THE BUSHFIRE AND ME by Tim Ide
I miss a certain buzzing
from a certain bee,
He is a tiny little thing
who used to visit me.
I’m not sure when it happened
but one day he was gone,
He also took his friends with him
I hope they won’t be long.
Without him, I feel lonely
My flowers miss him too,
It’s too quiet with no buzzing
My garden seems quite blue.
The daffodils need him back
to pollinate them all,
And the crocuses and daisies
They seem to droop and fall.
We need our little bee friend
and all his mates as well,
Or our gardens will disappear
How quickly, we can’t tell.
The Bee who Buzzed Off by Erica Chester
Image from Pixabay
Easter Sunday is for you and me
Because Jesus rose to set us free
To give us new life filled with hope
His faithful love to help us cope
A fresh start with a joyful prayer
From a heart of peace that shows care
Cracking your chocolate egg open wide
Remember to look for new beginnings inside!
Image from Pixabay
If I could climb a rainbow
as it arched above, so high,
I’d gather all the colours,
and wind them through the sky.
I’d plait them into ribbons,
craft garlands for my hair,
toss banners into the breeze,
to ripple through the air.
I’d trim the clouds with scarlet
and lace the wind with green,
turn sparkles into raindrops
scatter sunbeams’ golden gleam.
And when I’d skipped and leapt and run,
and danced my way around,
I’d weave a sleigh of streamers
and slide down to the ground.
Image from Pixabay
A beautiful tale
Hydrangeas and lush forests
Blue and green lakes lie.
Twin Lakes by Class 4L – Townsville Grammar School North Shore
Image from Pexels
Teacher’s note: After reading a folk story about the Twin Lakes in Azores, we composed this poem as a class.
Get creative as we start the month with pranks and hoaxes for APRIL FOOLS’ DAY. Then we have chocolate, bunnies, bilbies and holiday themes, including celebrating the Christian EASTER for the first weekend in April.
Send your poetic inspirations to Linda Davidson:
ozchildrenspoetry@gmail.com
Date prompts include:
Picture Prompt:
Book cover: MY PA, THE BUSHFIRE AND ME by Tim Ide
The school yard is a pooches banquet
they rummage the playground for scraps
scuffs between feathers and fur
for a cold sausage roll
in wet paper wrap
a fritz sandwich
added cheese
means a
feast
After Lunch (Nonet) by Jeanie Axton
Image by Pexels
Autumn days draw in, moist and misty,
evening air, heavy with waiting.
Leaves, fragile as angel’s wings,
tremble, poised for release,
fluttering downward,
golden shimmers,
fiery red,
reaching
earth.
Image from Pixabay
A wasp, a worm
Which one does squirm
I do believe
It is the worm!
A fly, a mosquito
Which one does buzz
I do believe
The mosquito does.
A cat, a dog
Which one meows
I do believe
It’s the cat somehow
A hen, a rooster
Which one does crow
I believe it’s the rooster
In his morning show.
A horse, a cow
Which one does moo
I do believe
That the cow must do.
A sheep, a goat
Which one does baa
I do believe
It’s the sheep by far.
We all do have
Our different voices
But human’s can
Mimic all the noises.
Who Does What? by Toni Newell
Image by Pixabay
