Children’s poetry can enthral an audience just as readily as a picture book. Recently I taught and read poetry across an R-7 school and the teachers were amazed that the children enjoyed poetry. It made the children laugh. It made them look at the world in a different way. And they could write some sensational lines also.
Here’s one of my poems for young children- best not read just before lunch though:
Ice cream city
Ice cream city
melted into marshmallow cloud
and the train runs
along licorice tracks
holding jelly baby people
in toffee coloured carriages.
They wave fairy floss flags
and wish they could ski
across the vanilla
the strawberry
the chocolate
roofs and pavements
of the ice cream city.
© Lorraine Marwood
A poem can also pose a problem- like what does a cow use when it gets an itch…
An Itch
An itch
creeps into hard to get places
like a backbone when a cow
has no scratchy fingers,
so the bark of a tree
the splinters of a post
the prickly points of a wire fence
the dry crinkly grass
all make substitute
back scratchers.
© Lorraine Marwood from ‘that downhill yelling’ Five Islands Press
I’ve just completed a May Gibbs children’s Literature Fellowship and part of my work was completing a poetry collection due to come out in August with Walker. As I kept and still keep notebooks over the years of snatched lines, the bare bones of an incident; I was able to trawl, tweak, rewrite and create new poems. And garner audience feedback too.
‘What is poetry?’ I often ask a group of children.
‘It’s like a nursery rhyme, like a song,’ a child eventually answers. And yes poetry keeps us dancing through an ordinary day, by celebrating the extraordinary in the world around us.
Congratulations Sally on the publication of Toppling- I am so looking forward to reading it.
Lorraine Marwood. http://www.lorrainemarwood.com/
http://lorrainemarwoodwordsintowriting.blogspot.com/
Thanks so much for dropping by Lorraine, and for sharing your beautiful poems.




Okay – so this is a bit of a joke, because in reality I can’t lift more than a bar of chocolate. BUT – The Body Builder tones up by pumping iron. As a writer, I tone up by pumping poetry. Composing poetry flexes creativity. It hones vocabulary. It pinpoints weaknesses and forces me to focus on specific ‘muscles’. The more poetry I write, the greater my control of my writing muscles – of words.
a topiary artiste, intent on pruning and shaping; looking at the bigger picture and trimming it into a recognisable form. There is a certain ruthlessness in laying bare a thing of beauty. Poetry is a lot like a topiary tree – each word carefully placed to create a sharp, clear image. Excess words snipped away. There is no room for clutter. Each word must earn its place.
but can she keep them all in her grasp? Poetry has a way of releasing thoughts to, float, fly, drift and swirl like a bunch of brightly bobbing balloons. 