These two poems ‘I’ and ‘I Am A?’ are the last in this series of one or two children’s poems in a picture. More may follow later this year. As per usual, anyone who wishes to use them, such as in a poetry speaking festival or theme programme, is most welcome to do so.
With good wishes,
This is the latest in the short series of children’s poems placed inside a photo. Teachers and students of English and the dramatic arts are free to use them. I hope they prove fun and useful.
With good wishes,
Zippp…… Splat! is the third poem in a short series I am creating in which a children’s poem is placed in a photo. As some of you may know, I have been writing and publishing children’s poetry for years. Should anyone wish to use the poem, they are more than welcome to do so. Enjoy!
Another photo and poem combination will follow later this week.
”Hello Butterfly” is a short poem for children I placed into a photo. Anyone who has looked at earlier posts will have seen and read poems for children written by me. I have had numerous poems used in schools in South Africa. My particular interest is in writing poems for children to use in Speech and Drama as exercises or for public performance. To this end, a book of my poems for young people called ”Fantastic Spacey Racy Thing and Lots and Lots of Other Poems” was published a few years ago. Anyone wishing to use ”Hello Butterfly” is free to do so with acknowledgement of the poet.
The Spaceship Shook
It was suddenly midnight blue
and a light flashed through
the hitherto unreachable galaxy.
Mars, Jupiter and Neptune were fun
but travelling beyond the Milky Way we spun
out of control on the intergalactic highway.
The spaceship shook and veered to the right.
Before our eyes was the most spectacular sight:
a purple and green place filled with shooting stars!
Our hair stood on end as we dropped
between multi-coloured, popped-
open comets and angry-ganged asteroids.
We left our craft, clambered on a falling
star and went pink-planet exploring.
This was whizzing- wild alien territory!
A whispering breeze took us from planet
to planet as a cold, crystal blanket
of singing ice sighed and parted.
The planet’s floor was creviced and black.
Pale purple mountains moaned as a crater began to crack
open and we drifted to a satin lake.
We glided out into luminous night
in a boat of curious sight
and entered a most peculiar city.
Buildings rose and dropped and bopped around
as a billion silver people danced upon the ground
and waved while a vanilla river swept us away.
At last we came upon a catapulting star
that shrieked and shot us up, out far,
till we landed back on the now invisible spaceship.
In full throttle and changing gear
we began to steer
our way to earth.
From far, far off we thought we
heard the sounds of mirth,
of a billion silver people laughing.
But a little blue moon put out
its arms to dance with our craft
and we never did find out who laughed.
Instead, we clapped and we wept
for it had been fun
but we couldn’t remember
how it had all begun.
And we wanted to do it again,
and again, and again.
© Andrew Pender-Smith
This poem has been used as a choral verse in schools, appears in an anthology of the Speech and Drama Association of South Africa, and in a collection of poems called ‘Fantastic Spacey Racy Thing and Lots and Lots of Other Poems’ by Andrew Pender-Smith. Those interested in using the poem are free to do so provided full acknowledgement of the author is made. If you enjoyed this fantasy poem, you may enjoy ‘A Strange, Sweet Lullaby’ published on Green Monkey Publications on the 12th of February 2018.
With good wishes,