It’s Poetry Friday and I’m excited.
Firstly, I’m excited because it is Friday and, instead of wishing I had time to put together a Poetry Friday post I am actually here doing it. Huzzah! Life has been chaotic this year, mostly good-chaotic, but this has not left as much time as I’d like for fun things like Poetry Friday. So I am glad to be here today.
Secondly, I am excited because my poetry book for teachers, Teaching Poetry for Pleasure and Purpose won an award! Taddah!

It was really lovely to hear that this resource, with lots of teaching ideas, background information and, of course poems – by myself and lots of other wonderful poets, took out this category. Hopefully this means it will end up being seen by more teachers keen to use poetry in their classrooms.
Lastly, I’m excited because today, George is coming!!! Who is George? Thanks for asking!
THIS is George:

And those are my arms holding him when I met him last Sunday. And today, George is coming to live with ME. And I am like a child in my excitement. There has been a dog-sized hole in my home since early last year, when my much loved Jonah died. George won’t replace him – you can’t replace a much loved family member. But now that I have had time, I am ready to love again – and boy is George loveable. He is as soft and silky as he looks, and those eyes are just adorable.
To celebrate these three things: Poetry Friday, the book award, and a brand new puppy, it’s appropriate to share a poem from the book which is about – of course – dogs. This is my Definition Poem (you can read more about those here) for the word ‘dog’.

Happy George Day! And happy Poetry Friday!
I’m off to visit my Poetry Friday friends while I wait for it to be George-time. You can find the Poetry Friday round up here on Sarah’s blog.
Little Tales of Hedgehog and Goat,
All Four Quarters of the Moon
How to Be a Wonder Hunter
The Travelling Bookshop: Mim and the Woeful Wedding
All the Best Liars
The Brink,
Batavia
Follow the Rabbit Proof Fence
The Hitchhiker
No Words
The Book of Wondrous Possibilities
Alone
The 156-Storey Treehouse
A is for Australian Reefs,
Respect
How to be The New Person,
The Farseekers,
The Mother
The Deceit
Blood & Ink
Thinking Big, by Zig Ziglar and others (AUdible). This is a compilation of chapters and extracts from various motivational/self help experts and was free from Audible. Some good reminders and nuggets of wisdom, and an excellent thing to listen to in bed (I don’t sleep well when away from home, and listening helps).
Alex and the Alpacas Ride Again,
Zadie Ma and the dog who chased the moon
The Lost Child of Chernobyl
Cat Problems
The Way of Dog
August and Jones
Across the Risen Sea
A Clue for Clara
Tilda
Rita’s Revenge
Ella and the Useless Day
I am Susannah
Miss Penny Dreadful & the Midnight Kittens
Dreaming by Starlight
The Boy Who Met a Whale
Rabbit, Soldier, Angel, Thief
The Hidden Girl,
Cotillion
The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes
Benang,
Adultolescence
Bedtime Story

syllable counts. If I’m sticking to a 5/7/5 syllable count for each haiku (and yes, I do know that true haiku do not have to adhere strictly to this count) – then the line about the chocolate drink is questionable. It depends on pronunciation – the dictionary tells me that it definitely has 3 syllables – choc-o-late – but I confess, when Is ay it it definitely comes out with only two – chock – let – which is how it is that I have never noticed this in my own poem before.