Poet’s Day

Hi everyone. And happy Poet’s Day! As it says in the August OWL Calendar, today is a great day for writing a poem. For inspiration, here’s a poem by blog reader Hayden. Check it out:

Morning

The Sun’s first rays cross the field.
Dazzling, bright, hopeful.
Everything awakes.
The voice of a young girl echoes through the cold morning air,
the sound of a kettle boiling.

A snake curls up in its favourite sunning rock,
a rock that has been sat on by snakes for generations.
Little animals scurry about in their own small,
yet important lives.
The grass sparkles from the night’s cold touch.

Birds sing. They sing away the fears of the night.
Singing, singing, singing.
Trees rustle. Whispering their everlasting lullabies.

A moment of silence, and then Sun,
In full bloom across the water!
Another day has begun, with millions to come.
The Sun is above the years.

Nice! I like how Hayden builds the poem on strong, concrete images — cold air, a kettle, a sunning rock. It creates a word world into which the reader can climb. Great stuff.

That’s it for me, everyone! Many thanks to Hayden for sharing his poem with us. Have a great weekend.

Craig, owlblog@owlkids.com