Anticipation, by Sarah Ziman

Today my friend is coming round for tea; I’ll have that fizzy feeling all day long, which ties a shining string from her to me. Today my friend is coming round for tea. It’s like a gift that no one else can see; my feet have got a smile, my heart a song. Today my...

Can we have a pet? by Eleanor Brown

Can we have a pet please? A pet please? A pet please? Can we have a pet please? Anything will do. Can we have a black cat? A fat cat? A wombat? A spider or a tiger or a jumpy kangaroo? Can we have a long dog? A small dog? A mad dog? A puppy or a guppy or a...

Mr Finicky’s Button Emporium, by Zoe Arena

Just a button? Just a button? What kind of button?! I’ve got… Metal buttons, glass buttons, wood buttons, brass buttons, Toggle buttons, brace buttons, pearl buttons, lace buttons, Popper buttons, horn buttons, new buttons, worn buttons, Leather buttons, gold buttons,...

Beautiful Boots, by Catherine Olver

You grip when I slip on my tall tree trip    up a staircase made of roots.You thump as I jump off the old oak stump    to land in my boots boots boots! You squeak but don’t leak when I cross cold creek    or peer in the pond for newts.You giggle, for the wiggle of the...

A Poem for Tony, by Annie Fisher

I walked with my friend in the bright summertime, we talked about poems, and rhythm and rhyme. We talked of his grandchild, his joy at the birth and a seed he had sown for him, deep in the earth. A poem’s a promise of harvests to come, the pip in the apple, the stone...