what has touched me

fish

what has touched me

 

a blue butterfly

balancing upon a new leaf

resting briefly there

 

singing in unison

dawn birds welcome the sun

forage in a tree

 

fish splash and circle

break the sun’s filtering rays

love this morning’s time

 

an old beetle sits

in silent contemplation

a little Bhudda

 

the soil shifts slightly

an earthworm is barely here

then down and gone again

 

velvet buttons swim

they are tadpoles exploring

loving the algae

                                                                                                     

a dragonfly’s wings

catch and shout the day’s light

disperse it for free

 

I have sat watching

slow to move and quick to see

what has touched me

        ©  Andrew Pender-Smith

I composed this lyric a few weeks ago. Anyone looking at it carefully, and I hope you do, will see that it is comprised of eight separate haiku designed to link through, to create a lyric. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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What Do You Think Of That?

BAT 3

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,

Andrew Pender-Smith

 

 

 

 

Zipppp…….. Splat!

chameleon poem

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

Flutterby

”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.

Andrew Pender-Smith

Spinning Away

red moon

Spinning Away


The sky cracked open

and I spun away

with whirling lights in my head.


The great bird beneath me

opened its wings

and flapped from

one fantastic place to another.


Moons sang and suns

danced in one wild, weird place,

while delicate frost touched trees

of rainbow hues in another.


The black bird opened its orange beak

and sang us onwards

until we came to a frozen lake.

Silver children skated its

myriad-coloured surface

and butterflies of sparkling ice sang:

‘’Isn’t this nice.

Isn’t this nice.’’


We journeyed on past planets

of indescribable blue

and shot up a waterfall

that roared and rushed into

valleys vast and mysteriously deep.


We came to a full, red moon

that was spinning and jigging to its own

private tune.

It smiled at the black bird and

waved at me before floating away

over a long, green stream

of ribboning bubbles and delicate spray.


Finally, the air turned wonderfully warm

while a billion waltzing stars

catapulted in exotic, endless display.


Then, down, down we planed

in a golden moment that

jetted us over a gleaming sea.

‘’Home again. Home again,’’

the black bird sang with me.


I was now on soft beach sand.

I turned around once and the bird

was gone, flying on to I know not where.

I lay down on the fine, fine sand and

held onto memory after mad, marvellous memory

as one wild moon after another

looked down and winked at me.


© Andrew Pender-Smith

 

The Spaceship Shook

pink planet
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

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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,

Andrew Pender-Smith