Poetry for Children

Chocolate Labrador

We were going to get a pet,
a chocolate Labrador!
Mum said it would be great
but me, I wasn’t so sure.

She could see that I was worried.
I told her how I felt,
that I’d rather have a real dog
because a chocolate one might melt!

Previously published in ‘I Once Knew a Poem Who Wore a Hat’ – Fair Acre Press

Mr and Mrs Potts

The Potts and their spots

William Potts
seldom got spots
because he ate his greens.

Jonathan Potts
had one or two spots
but that was normal for teens.

Ellen Potts
never got spots
her complexion was truly supreme.

Mom and Dad Potts
had billions of spots,
dining solely on chocolate ice cream.

Previously published in Caterpillar Magazine and as part of Emma’s collection of children’s poetry called ‘I Once Knew a Poem Who Wore a Hat’ – Fair Acre Press

Artwork by Catherine Pascall Moore

Mal de mer

The sea was heaving,
he threw up
a starfish
and a bivalve mollusc
(it was the clam before the storm).

He began
roiling and boiling
and thrashing and crashing
and bashing the rocks
and lashing the shore.
He awoke the kittiwakes
and scared all the buoys and gulls.

Sick of himself,
sick of making waves,
he went out
and took some deep breaths.

When he came back in
he was feeling fine,
quite well,
just swell.

Previously published in Caterpillar Magazine and as part of Emma’s collection of children’s poetry called ‘I Once Knew a Poem Who Wore a Hat’ – Fair Acre Press

The hat

This poem wears a floppy hat;
it covers up its face.
It can’t see where it’s going
which is why it’s often late.

The hat is sunflower yellow
with a bright red spotted bow,
but what on earth is under it
is hard for me to know.

Previously published as part of Emma’s collection of children’s poetry called ‘I Once Knew a Poem Who Wore a Hat’ – Fair Acre Press

Missing – one iguana, partial to cheese

I’ve lost my iguana.
I’ve lost her in the park.
Can someone help me find her?
She doesn’t like the dark.

I’ve lost my iguana,
perhaps she’s up that tree.
Can someone help me coax her down
with half a pound of Brie?

I’ve lost my iguana.
Is that her over there?
“Come on Iggy, darling,
I’ve got some Camembert.”

I’ve lost my iguana,
the evening’s getting colder.
“I’ll take you to the deli;
we can buy some Gorgonzola.”

I’ve lost my iguana.
I’ve tried Edam, Quark and Swiss
yelled Cheddar and Caerphilly
I wonder where she is?

I’ve lost my iguana,
will nothing bring her back?
Neither Feta nor Halloumi
or a slice of Pepper Jack?

I’ve lost my iguana,
I’m running out of cheeses.
I hope that I can find her
before the weather freezes.

I’ve lost my iguana.
I don’t know what to do.
I’m stood here like a daft thing
shouting, “Danish Blue!”

Here comes my iguana.
I really thought I’d lost her,
until I tried the magic words,
“Hoorah, for Double Gloucester!”

Previously published as part of Emma’s collection of children’s poetry called ‘I Once Knew a Poem Who Wore a Hat’ – Fair Acre Press