Category Archives: Poems


It’s funny how beetles

And creatures like that

Can walk upside down

As well as walk flat

They crawl on a ceiling

And climb on a wall

Wihout any practice

Or trouble at all

While I have been trying

For a year (maybe more)

And still I can’t stand

With my head on the floor

(Written by Aileen Fisher)




The hedgehog is a little beast

Who likes a quiet wood

Where he can feed his family

On proper hedgehog food

He has a funny little snout

That’s rather like a pig’s

With which he smells like us of course

But also runts and digs

He wears the queerest prickle coat

Instead of hair or fur

And only has to curl himself

To bristle like a burr

He does not need to battle with

Or run away from foes

His coat does all the work for him

He pricks them on the nose

(Written by Edith King)


I am the ocean

Full of beauty and treasure

Powerful and strong

Travelling the shore

Leaving gifts

A washload of colours

In every shade and hue

Forever changing

Constantly moving

Rough and turbulent

Quiet and still

God created

God controlled



Unable to control


Enjoying the resources

Swimming with dolphins

Blue pure calm

Waiting and calling


Alive with life

Riding the wave

Love and tranquility

I am the ocean

Strong forever

(Written by Carry Paterson)