Poetry for Kids

Soapy SidSoapy Sid Pulls the Plug.

I’m Soapy Sid the Pirate
and I sail the wide, blue sea,
in a ship that’s full of treasure –
and it all belongs to me!

My boat is built for battles,
with six cannons down each side.
If you meet me on the high seas
there is nowhere you can hide!

Don’t think that you can best me
in your little wooden boat.
I will fill your tub with gunshot
and you’ll fight to stay afloat!

I’m Soapy Sid the Pirate
with my loyal, feathered crew;
My parrot on one shoulder,
and a Rubber Ducky too!

I sing a pirate shanty
and I fly my flag with pride
as I sail in search of treasure
on blue oceans, deep and wide.

When wild winds whip the waves up
and my ship is tossed around,
I will steer through rain and salt spray
until calmer seas are found.

I’m Soapy Sid the Pirate
and I sail the seas each day…
Oh no! I bumped the bath plug
and my ocean drained away!

© Kathryn Apel
First published in Comet Magazine; Issue 3 2006
(Soapy Sid was my first PAID publication – so a pretty momentous poem for me. 🙂 )

If I Dress-up.

Pirate02When I let my thoughts go crazy
then I can be anyone!
There’s no need to buy a costume,
just dress-up and have some fun.

With my stripy shirt in tatters
and my faded denim shorts,
I could wear a pirate’s eye patch
as I swish a sword of sorts.

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If I stuff Mum’s old brown stockings
and make goggle ping-pong eyes,
I could go and scare Miss Muffet
in my spidery disguise.

With my parka and Dad’s helmet,
winter gloves and sunnies too,
I would safely look quite speedy
just like racing drivers do.IMG_5171

If I use a bit of face paint,
make a wand and glitter wings,
I can flutter as a fairy
as I sprinkle joy on things.

If I grab my board, and swimmers,
and then smear my lips with zinc
I would only need a wave to
be a surfer, don’t you think?IMG_5155

When I let my thoughts go crazy
then I can be anyone!
There’s no need to buy a costume,
just dress-up and have some fun.

© Kathryn Apel
First published in Comet Magazine; Issue 4 2006

 

Postcard from Mars

G’day!
I thought I’d write to say
I landed safe on Mars today.
I’m glad I packed my winter gear
because it’s freezing cold out here!

Mars looks a bit like Uluru,
all rusty red – and rocky too.
The wind is dry and very strong.
It whips great storms of dust along.

There is no grass or even trees,
just so much dust it makes you sneeze!
It never rains. It’s much too cold!
The clouds have turned to ice, I’m told.

While I am here I want to climb
Olympus Mons, if I have time –
or zoom my rocket up instead.
Wish you were here!
From your mate,
Red

© Kathryn Apel
First published in Comet Magazine; Issue 1 2007
Published in Alphabet Soup; Issue 15 2012

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© Kathryn Apel
First published in NSW School Magazine; No. 7, August 2008
Published with changes in Junior Journal; Issue 41, 2010.

 


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