Children's Poetry On Social Media - Page 3

Hobgoblins and spellbinders,
Angels in rags,
Liar or truthteller,
Lacewitch or hag.
Over the gristle bones
Warlocks fights,
Earwigs are flying with
Elfin and sprite.
Now keep me safe this Halloween night!


First published in "Ye New Spell Book" compiled by Brian Moses, Macmillan.

Though I have never, ever met a fairy,
I am quite certain that they exist.
I read about them every day in stories and poems,
So I know they’re living somewhere in our midst.
When I play in my garden, or in the park,
I am always alert to look around,
I peer at tree trunks, bushes, and flowerbeds
And quiet corners where a fairy might be found.
I have already decided what I will do,
When I meet a little fairy someday.
I won’t shout, clap, or speak in a loud voice,
Because that might scare the fairy away!
I’ll introduce myself politely, and then perhaps,
I’ll tell the fairy about the things I like to do -
I hope that the fairy will find this so interesting,
That she’ll tell me all about herself too!

Have you ever seen the exact moment when Night
Descends from above, and spreads darkness everywhere?
Night comes so quietly, and chases Day away so thoroughly,
That it doesn’t leave even a speck of light behind in the air!
Though I am aware of Night’s arrival every single day,
I still cannot say when exactly Night comes down.
Nor can I pinpoint the exact hour, minute, and second,
When Night spreads its inky blackness all over my town.