Two Poems

Two more poems from entries to the recent Junior Poetry Prize, both from Sofia McConnell (III form):-

Wild Hours of the World

Wild is the world when it scorches rivers

Wild is the wind when debris it litters

Wild are the creatures that live on the plains

Wild are the skies when down come the rains

Wild are the angry bees

And dangerous are the stormy seas

Wild is the world we live in

But my home is my heaven.

 

 

Time to Go

She’s small

She’s neat

Tiny shoes on her feet

She gently breathes and silently heaves

A sigh of anticipation

For her new occupation,

Scary but fun,

A fairy’s job:

Control of the sun.

This is a fairy,

Laughter and love all in one.

I watch her fly

Up so high.

Now she’s gone

Lost to the Sun.