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Every few weeks we feature the best poems sent
to us that answer
the POETRY CHALLENGE. Will YOU take
up the challenge?
Write
a funny poem and...
Make
Us Laugh!
Think of something funny that's happened to you or that
you've seen and turn it into verse. Or think of
a joke (not a rude one though!) and make it rhyme. Maybe
you could write a limerick. Anything to get us giggling. We'll
publish the best ones here. Good luck!
Clown
Haiku by Daniel Banks (aged 9)
Red
nose, big feet clown
Is always messing around
Silly tricks, daft mix
Zoo
Limerick by A. Non
At the zoo I remarked to an emu
I cannot pretend I esteem you
You're a greedy old bird
And your walk is absurd
But your curious feathers redeem you
Cinderella by Sapphire Hughes (aged
11)
Cinderella,
she worked for me, that dirty slave
And although she spent her days cleaning, she was brave
But one day, a scroll came through the door
Inviting us to a Halloween disco, full of darkness and gore
I brought my girls pumpkin outfits while she scrubbed the sink
And off we went in our coats (yes they were mink!)
We were queuing to get in, jingling our fees
And then I saw her, dressed as a cat, she was free
I was going to go and punish her, but the guards pushed us in
And we got budged so far that we landed in the bin
She got home that night and rested her head
While we were jammed in the bin, covered in mouldy bread.
Winter
Challenge
Today
Was a Snowy Tale by Sneha Chatterjee
A
warm breakfast complete with the charm of my mother's smile,
With the crystals that gush down from God's paradise,
Never seen anything like that before.
I
keep aside my roller skates,
All I want is a pair of snow skates.
As
I step outside the shivering four walls,
That separates me from the nippy wind crooning happy cold rhymes,
I look forward to have a snowy adventure.
I
wear a bluish and whitey sweater,
That matches with the fresh new garb of my three best pals,
The river, the playground and the sky,
As they all turn azure and pallid.
In
great elation I am, after welcoming my long lost ally,
Frosty the Snowman
Who throws way too many snowballs at me!
And talks of his icy escapade all day.
Sun
rays become colder,
But nothing can be compared to
The blissful sanctity of the mighty sun,
That still remains warm.
At
last dusk pulls in,
Crystals continue to glide over the zephyr,
As I sit on the roof thinking,
That today was such a gleaming snowy-tale!
Winter's
End by Sapphire Hughes (aged 11)
You
wake up on that day, and the adrenaline runs through your bones
You trudge through the snow, the wind hissing at you with shrill tones
Snow, it turns adults into minors, excited and full of fun
But when you're young, I guess it's as thrilling as a gun
Snowballs are thrown and pictures are taken
Nature is hidden under the icing and birds are awakened
But as winter draws to an end, the world calms down
Snow turns into ice, and the weather is looked upon with a frown
You wrap up warm and brave the day, knowing it's going to be bitter
People gaining weight, no where to go to get fitter
It makes you sigh, the feeling of being trapped
And when you do escape, the cold hits you like you're being slapped
You just want the sun to burst out from under a cloud
You watch the environment mould back to normal and you feel oddly proud.
The
Ice, the Cold, and the Winter by
Kai (aged 12)
Winter
is here,
no cheer,
no joy,
no sun,
but rain,
and it's nice,
all the same.
Crisp, cold mornings,
breath in the air,
damp in your bones,
colds to share.
Ice lining the rooftops,
dark clouds
hang up above.
In these months,
wear hats and gloves.
The Snow by
Mansi Virmani (aged 8)
Snow, snow so deep and crunchy
as bright as a star, so very sparkly.
Snow, snow so fluffy and white
all puffed up together at six inches height.
Snow, snow you travel all over
to the Himalayas and the White Cliffs of Dover.
Snow, snow what fun it is
when children throw snow balls you hit them with a fizz.
Snow, snow please don't go
you're meant to be melting really slow.
Icicles
by Isabella Cottam (aged 10)
Transparent lions ivory teeth, penetrate icy clusters of bitter sky,
as they hang majestically from slippery, snow blanketed rooftops;
menacingly glaring at passers by.
As
sharp as a million glinting knives, they stand, stiffly alert,
ready to sink their sleek frozen claws
into anyone who dares to trouble them.
Brittle
wisps of wandering wind challenge them to a fight.
Circling them; but are soon hopelessly defeated
thrown violently onto a bare white ground to die.
A
sun soaked sky
breathes unkindly onto the icicles,
mercilessly sending them plummeting to an icy death.
A
Winters Day by Tanvi Virmani (aged
10)
One snowy wintry morning I saw lots of things white,
I didn't know what it was so it gave me such a fright
I saw a snowman, it had a smart bow,
Then I suddenly realised that the white stuff was snow!
When I went outside some of the snow was sinking my feet,
Oh my gosh, it was nine inches deep!
I was looking for a treasure and guess what I found,
Some people having a snowball fight, they made quite a loud sound!
Best
of the Christmas Poems
Bedtime
Cinquain by Bethany Harwood (aged
9)
Bedtime
"Oh, no!" I groan,
"Teddy is still hungry
Can I stay up to see Santa?"
"No, sleep!"
Christmas
Cinquain by Bethany Harwood (aged
9)
Christmas
Church bells ringing
Jesus' birthday gift
Father Christmas has come to town
Christmas
When the Earth Celebrates by Sneha Chatterjee
Whilst the azure crystal clear sky commences to chill,
Our cheeks turn cherry
When silver snowflakes set in motion to plummet,
Sun turns carroty with a tender grin
And here the time draws closer when the angels chant out loud
"A merry Christmas to all!"
Santa with his chariot of reindeer and presents,
Meet us at this point of the year,
Snow skating and skiing fills us with thrills and adventure,
As all my beloved, cherished and treasured ones come together
For the celebration of our heavenly father's birthday,
May God bless us all,
Happy Christmas!
Special
guest poem by special guest poet…
Cold
Spell by Mike Johnson
'A cold spell,' said the weatherman
and my boiler's on the blink -
no central heating! I've just seen
a walrus in my kitchen sink.
P-p-p-penguins (not the chocolate kind)
are waddling down the hall,
whilst polar bears play on the stairs,
throwing giant snowballs.
A reindeer, with bright red nose,
is snoozing in the loo,
together with some Frisian cows
or are they eskimoos?
Two dozen elves fill up my shelves -
they're making too much noise -
wrapping up, then stacking up
gifts for girls and boys.
Yes, Father Christmas has moved
in to 36, The Crescent:
so be good children, my new job
is labelling the presents.
Ho
ho ho!
Recipe
for a Happy Christmas by Indigo
Class
First
put a spoonful of love and some friendship into a big bowl.
Then add a cupful of snow and stir.
Put in a drop of happiness.
Add a pinch of star dust and some sparkling angels.
Carefully add a sprinkling of marshmallow snow.
Put in some smiles and some kisses.
Add lots of present to make the families happy.
Don't forget to add some shiny stars, crackers and baubles.
Of course you'll need some cold sparkling snowflakes,
A robins red chest and its beautiful singing voice,
and a tablespoon of tinsel and glitter.
Mix in a candle that glows in the night.
Put in some wine and bread to remember Jesus.
Add some prickly green holly and a sparkly yellow star.
Next put in the tinkle of a bell stir the mixture well.
Add a spoonful of smiles and laughter and a little giggle.
Put it in the oven for 10 minutes
Leave it to cool and then decorate with some frozen icicles on top to
finish it off.
That's how you make Christmas special!
Christmas
by Claudia Afranie
Twisting
and turning landing on the ground
creates the blanket we see before our eyes
imprints of angels lay on the ground
of what we will be when our time comes to end
Parson Brown asks if your of marriage
But Prince Charming has not yet come
But you dream of a winterwonderland wedding
In an Ice castle, snowflake chandeliers, the whole package
Be not afraid when evening draws nigh among us
for the linear streets are bright and vibrant
in the four weeks of preparation
One of our sensations
are putting up Christmas lights
Advent calendars sold
A countdown we're told
For God's son is coming near
Who's
the big fella we all love
St.Nick is the one he sends as nice presents
as well as our parents
but his with that extra special HoHoHo
When the lights in our high streets
We see beauty beyond and beyond
We all cannot wait for Christmas day
Angels
by Jade Burden (aged 10)
I have always wanted to see an angel
on the tree looking down on me
I wonder how they exist dealing with
all the wishes that I just miss
I
dreamt I saw one
but you know that can't be true
I want to know how they live
When we are just like this
The Christmas Story by Katie Wood (aged
10)
Christ was born
His name was Jesus
Roaming Bethlehem in search of a bed
They went north, south, east and west but there was nowhere to go
Inn keepers said no room here
So they walked and walked but there wasn't anywhere to stay
They were just about to give up
When an inn keeper said, You can stay here
Mary had Jesus the next day
Sunday the 25th of December
All of Bethlehem came to see him
Three kings came and gave presents to Jesus
One bought gold, one bought frankincense and one bought myrrh
And he grew up to a kind and helpful man
Christmas
by Abigail Smith (aged 9)
Creative gifts for me,
Hats for dad,
Roses for mum,
Ideas for poems and stories,
Sweets for Sophie,
Time has run out - no time to get
presents,
Mum will get an orange,
Auntie Brenda will get a hand drawn
picture and
Sophie will get a fizzy strawberry
lace!
That is Christmas in my house!
The Star by
Sapphire Hughes (aged 11)
My light shone over Bethlehem
Through the stable hatch
A baby lying in the hay,
A fresh, crisp new batch.
The light from my white, milky waistcoat gleaming in Jesus' eye
As I see that warm, ivory blanket
I, in my head wrap him up, an invisible bow I tie
I see his small, red face peeping through
His dimples glowing, the perfect two
The kings arrive,in robes of bright colours, blue and red
"A special baby" Angel Gabriel had said
As he lay in his manger, resting his sweet, little head
As I got tucked into my blanket; the dark, blue sky
I knew what he would grow up to be, a strong but caring man
Not to harm others or not to lie.
Have
a great holiday everyone!!!
The
best
Time
for a Challenge
poems are here!
Time
Lost by Katie Heflin
You
wake up to a new day
Get dressed and go downstairs
He said he didn't have enough time to listen to you yesterday
But maybe today
As you start to fill yourself with hope
And think
I might actually get to spend some time with him now
You look at a note left on the kitchen counter
Had to work again today
Maybe we will have some time later tonight
But then you realize that it is just another lie
He will never have time for you
No one knows why
It's not your fault
Believe me on that
I guess time just gets away from all of us
Hopefully one day he will realize all the time he has lost
My
Best Friend by Sneha Chatterjee
My
best friend was here even before I was born,
Traveling all the time, no one can catch her; she can never be torn,
She never waits for me; I have to run with her,
She flows by without stopping like a stream from a mountain so far.
It is only she, who can reveal what the future holds for me,
It is she being so mysterious, so unique and so free,
Invisible like my God looking at me from his mighty kingdom up high,
Without legs she can run, without wings she can fly.
She will be right here with me forever, even after my life is completely
lived,
She's the best friend of God, so precious, she should be believed,
Not even a second does she let me be alone in my life,
She is the unbounded and perpetual force, SHE IS TIME.
Time
Poem by James Smith (aged 6)
Quick,
quick,
Hurry, hurry,
We need to get back home.
Quick,
quick,
Hurry, hurry,
We need to get to school,
Quick,
quick,
Hurry, hurry,
We might miss the train.
Quick,
quick,
Hurry, hurry,
We might miss the game.
Moving
Time by Erin Wagner
Time is going,
always going.
Never stopping,
never slowing.
Say it now:
please don't wait,
for tomorrow it might be too late.
Hold on as it flies,
be still as it slows.
Because…
you never know.
24 Hours by Najnim (aged 11)
A
big ball of fire
lights up the world
heats up the streets
making you want to have a cold ice cream
Then comes the moon
giving light to the dark
making you tired and run off to bed
letting you dream of its twinkly little friends
Father
Time by Kai (aged 11)
At
the beginning of the year
he's bright and young,
he plays with his friends
has a lot of fun.
As time goes on
he gets a little older
and both ends of his life
are almost shoulder to shoulder.
In the middle
he gets a little stronger
but his life a little shorter.
When Winter comes
it's the end of his fun
and his song has been sung.
My
Trip To Find Mammy by Sapphire Hughes
(aged 10)
(Written after reading Solace of the Road)
I've been waiting many years, but now I've had enough
I'm going to travel through the streets of London, disgusting and pretty
damn rough
I'm a little bit scared what is going to happen to me, what if I end
up dead?
I wipe the tears, wipe down the new dress and thrust the blonde wig
on my head
My time is ticking, I must get there soon
I sit on the bench, breathe and chew my macaroon
Uh-oh, the ferry leaves in ten minutes, I really must go
I get on the ferry and watch the water softly flow
I am here, finally, my dream is coming true
Here I am in Ireland, my Mammy is here too.
Tick
Tock School Clock
by Roger Stevens (aged 9 plus quite a bit more.)
Sitting
in my place
I look at the school clock
Tick
tock, school clock
It
moves so slowly
Towards three fifteen
And the end of school
Look
at it!
Will three fifteen never come?
Tick
tock, school clock
Hurry
up!
The big hand is moving
Slower than a snail
In a 'let's see who can go slowest' race
Tick
tock, school clock
I want to go out in the sunshine
Tick
tock, school clock
It's only ten past nine.
Time
Challenge
by Tyler A. Hyers (written when
aged 9)
Happiness
glows while people do not know
Darkness creeps on their arms and feet
Sometime, I can see, hear, and feel the foundations of all time
In which the people are blinded and the celebration of death
Shadow
by Tyler A. Hyers (written when aged 9)
Long
time of day and night
I see the power rising and falling
Under the forest, plains, and sea.
A shadow creeps on everyone
From worlds to worlds.
We are next falling face to face
With the shadow and dictation world's foe.
Life
by Tiara Ann Sawyer (aged 11)
Time flies by
Faster than you know.
And, with that time,
Life is also with.
Life is like a piece of hair,
So easy to break.
We are all going to die,
So cherish the time you have.
Times
That I Like! by Roisin Quinn (aged
6)
I like 8:00am,
Because I like my school.
I like 5:00pm,
Because I like my dinner.
And I like 8:00pm,
Because I LOVE my DREAMS
Time by Katie Smith (aged 11)
Wake
up! Wake up!
It's time for school,
Clock's ticking quicker and quicker,
I'll be late, late, late!
I
rush to school,
Just on time!
With seconds to spare,
I rush to my lesson quick, quick, quick!
Maths
goes by so slowly,
Seconds like minutes, minutes like hours…
Geography takes forever,
Until I hear the bell ring, ring, ring!
Home
time, it's holidays,
Weeks to have fun!
Time ticks by so quickly,
I have a great, great, great time!
All
too soon,
I'm back to school!
Time taking ages again,
Life is filled with time, time, time!
Come
To Your Senses!!!
This challenge is now closed.
Hearing, seeing, touching, tasting or smelling. Poems
about using our ears, eyes, fingers, lips and skin, tongues and noses.
Here are the best...
Roses
by Faith Bridge (aged 5)
You can smell roses with your noses,
And you have to spray roses with hoses.
I touch roses with my toesies.
Our Five Senses by Faith Bridge (aged
5)
I smell sausages cooking in the saucepan,
I hear people talking very loudly,
I see the sun yellow up high, made from gas,
I can taste yummy food in my mouth,
I can feel everything in the world,
I have all of the senses.
The
Feeling by Samantha Mcintyre (aged 10)
It's
a terrible feeling I feel
but the feel of the feeling I feel
is it happy or jolly
or angry or sad
the feeling I feel is so bad
Can
You Smell It? by Marinela Reka (aged
12)
Can
you smell it?
It's so divine!
Can you smell it?
It smells so fine!
Can you smell it?
It must be something I ate!
Can you smell it?
It's so fabulous and great!
Can you smell it?
I think I will go and see!
Can you smell it?
Oh that doesn't surprise me!
Can you smell it?
Oh this will be fun!
Can you smell it?
Dad is cooking better then mum!
My
Small Piece of Silk
by Mishaal Mehmood (aged 9)
I
have a small piece of silk
I like to stroke it and sense the smoothness of it.
I have a small piece of silk
I like to look at the colour of it which is lavender grey.
I have a small piece of silk
It makes me remember the taste of toothpaste at night.
I have a small piece of silk
I hold it at night while I hear familiar voices of mum and dad.
I have a small piece of silk
It smells of my grandma's rose perfume.
I have a small piece of silk
and I love that piece of silk.
Leaders
in the Middle East
by Marinela Reka (age 12)
I
was just wondering
How do you stand by,
Watching people suffering
Watching children die?
Is
it really your job?
To let citizens go through hell
If I am wrong
Please do tell
You
are stupid to think that
Winning a war, would make you seem strong
I pray that one-day
You will realize it is all wrong
Killing
so many, for land
It must stop, it's not right
Let people be happy
Don't lead them to fight
There
you sit choosing
What bomb to throw tomorrow
When your decisions make others
Life full of sorrow
Fighting
about religion?
There is one God, and no other
Is it not God that taught us,
That everyone is our brother?
So
if you want to keep stealing lives
Please go ahead
But remember the most powerful presidents fight
For their folks to live not to be dead
"I
sense a poem coming on."
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