by Jan Dean
Think of a famous person – alive now, or someone from history.
Hmm… shall I choose Julius Caesar or Wayne Rooney? What about Cleopatra, Boudicca, or maybe Lady Gaga…?
Let's choose Wayne Rooney.
Now think about why Rooney is famous. What great things has he done? What do you imagine his life to be like? Think about the differences between your life and Rooney’s life. Write some of them down.
The Other Wayne Rooney
I cannot run for 90 minutes
can’t weave through the opposition
like a needle through cloth
when I kick a ball
it doesn’t cannon
into any net
may hit the target
may not
I don’t have any fans
my Mum likes me
does that count?
I don’t think my brothers too keen
can’t dribble
can’t head
can’t mark or tackle
I am the other Wayne Rooney
the one who fed fish fingers
to the penguins in the zoo
Hmmm. .. Not sure about the last two lines. It might be better to end with ‘I am the other Wayne Rooney’. What do you think?
I quite like this ‘other’ idea. If I write one about someone from history I might have to do a bit of research to find stuff out about them to use in the poem.
Do you know anyone with the same name as you? Are you one of 5 Jacks in your class, or one of 3 Jessicas down your street? Why not write a poem about which one you are?
…I am not the Jack who threw the brick
or the one who can wiggle his ears.
I am the Jack with the small black cat…
Or I might invent a person – or several people:
I am the other Frank Mulligan.
I did not eat a motor bike,
or wrestle an alligator.
I am the Frank who trained for years
To be a gladiator.
See - there’s no need for the ‘other one’ to always be less interesting.
I am not the Evie White who goes to Blackdown Primary School
I am the famous Evie White who synchros in the swimming pool.
I am amazing Evie White, Olympic Champion. Supercool.
Have a go. You could write a rhyming poem like the one above, or a non-rhymer like the Rooney poem. And you might share the results here.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, 7 February 2012
Wednesday, 1 February 2012
New Book Reviews
See our book review (above) for new books by Roger Stevens and Brian Moses as well as Ian Bland and Philip Waddell
Sunday, 29 January 2012
The Song of Winter
The cold weather is coming! So, here's an idea for teachers. (Or you might try your own version.) Wrap up warm. Take children outside to record their impressions of all they see, hear, feel etc... Back inside write down as many winter-related words, ideas, phrases that they can. Give them just five minutes to do this! Work fast. Then write the first draft from winter's point of view. Each line starts... I am... Finally shape the lines, and order them, into a poem. My example is below. (My poem rhymes - but theirs/yours doesn't have to.) Good luck.
I Am the Song of Winter
Roger Stevens
I am the beard of icicles
That hang beneath the eaves
I am the rock-hard mud
The frosty crunch of frozen leaves
I am the chilly wind that searches out
The cracks around the door
I am the wet scarf on the radiator
The puddle on the floor
I am the bustling of the birds
The seeds thrown in the snow
I’m the blue tit on the bacon rind
The patience of the crow
I am trees drawn with a fine black nib
Against a troubled sky
I am a pensioner. All alone
As another day creeps by
I’m the awesome silence
When the final snowflake’s fallen
I am the halo round the moon
The dark the day has stolen
Yes, I’m the gloomy afternoon
The leeching of the light
I am the growling, howling song
The wind sings in the night
Sometimes I’m hot buttered toast
As the snowstorm roars outside
But sometimes I’m untimely death
And the feeling hope has died
Monday, 23 January 2012
A Metaphor Speaks for Itself
by Celia Warren
Well, a metaphor doesn't literally speak for itself, as it has no voice. To say a metaphor speaks for itself is personification, a particular type of metaphor, where an inanimate object displays human characteristics; in this case the power of speech.
Power is the operative word. It is why we so often use figurative language: it makes what we have to say more powerful. The image becomes stronger, more memorable and has greater impact on the reader. For example, I could say that I put my hands in my pockets. I could say that I clenched my fists inside my pockets. Or I could say (as I did in my popular poem, Left Out) “My hands are rocks in my pocket”. The metaphor adds weight to the image I'm creating.
Sometimes, when you are writing a poem, it is fun to experiment with an extended metaphor. That is where the imagery continues along a theme. Let's have a go at creating a short descriptive poem using an extended metaphor. We'll start with something simple:
The moon is a round cheese.
Now we'll explore that cheesy image further. Where is the moon? (in the night sky) Where is the cheese? (on a plate). Okay, let's try:
The moon is a round cheese
on a deep blue plate.
Can we say a bit more about the moon?
The moon is a round cheese
on a deep blue plate
that twinkles with grated crumbs.
Hmm. Well, it's not a great poem (more a grated one), but it's a start. Why don't you create your own metaphor for the moon and play around with developing an extended metaphor? Share your poems with us, if you like.
Well, a metaphor doesn't literally speak for itself, as it has no voice. To say a metaphor speaks for itself is personification, a particular type of metaphor, where an inanimate object displays human characteristics; in this case the power of speech.
Power is the operative word. It is why we so often use figurative language: it makes what we have to say more powerful. The image becomes stronger, more memorable and has greater impact on the reader. For example, I could say that I put my hands in my pockets. I could say that I clenched my fists inside my pockets. Or I could say (as I did in my popular poem, Left Out) “My hands are rocks in my pocket”. The metaphor adds weight to the image I'm creating.
Sometimes, when you are writing a poem, it is fun to experiment with an extended metaphor. That is where the imagery continues along a theme. Let's have a go at creating a short descriptive poem using an extended metaphor. We'll start with something simple:
The moon is a round cheese.
Now we'll explore that cheesy image further. Where is the moon? (in the night sky) Where is the cheese? (on a plate). Okay, let's try:
The moon is a round cheese
on a deep blue plate.
Can we say a bit more about the moon?
The moon is a round cheese
on a deep blue plate
that twinkles with grated crumbs.
Hmm. Well, it's not a great poem (more a grated one), but it's a start. Why don't you create your own metaphor for the moon and play around with developing an extended metaphor? Share your poems with us, if you like.
Saturday, 31 December 2011
Swimming With Trout
New Year Resolutions 2012
Hi there! Well, this blog has been going over a year now – and we’re all still here, although the rate of new entries has slowed down a bit! I’m intending a bit of a shake up soon. (Watch this space.)
Have a wonderful 2012. May you swim with trout. Meantime - here are a few of our new year resolutions. Have you made any this year? – Roger Stevens
Have a wonderful 2012. May you swim with trout. Meantime - here are a few of our new year resolutions. Have you made any this year? – Roger Stevens
My New Year Resolution Number 1: Not to make New Year's Resolutions. Only disappointment and a sense of failure comes with them. Number 2: To follow my own good advice re not making Resolutions. - Michaela Morgan
1: To be dafter – daft and wonky both make good poems. (Don’t let my family see this – they already think my daft and wonky are off the scale.) 2: To be more awake when I’m doing ordinary things. Then I’ll squeeze all the juice out of everyday experiences, enjoy them more and have more material for writing. That’s a double whammy! - Jan Dean
I never remember to carry out my resolutions. This year I made a resolution
1: To be dafter – daft and wonky both make good poems. (Don’t let my family see this – they already think my daft and wonky are off the scale.) 2: To be more awake when I’m doing ordinary things. Then I’ll squeeze all the juice out of everyday experiences, enjoy them more and have more material for writing. That’s a double whammy! - Jan Dean
I never remember to carry out my resolutions. This year I made a resolution
to carry out my resolution when I made a resolution. And decided NOT to make a resolution so I didn’t have to carry it out. Then I remembered - I wanted to carry a notebook at all times to write all the ideas I forget when I don’t have a notebook
to note them down in. So I've made a resolution to carry out my resolution to carry out my notebook, and thus carry out my resolution and carry out a notebook for the first time ever, after all.
If I remember. - Liz Brownlee
I resolve not to complain at the drop of a hat.
I resolve not to drop my hat. Bernard Young
1: To spend more time searching for the ends of rainbows.
I resolve not to complain at the drop of a hat.
I resolve not to drop my hat. Bernard Young
1: To spend more time searching for the ends of rainbows.
2: To swim with trout so they're not as jealous of dolphins.
3: To get rid of some of my old books so the house doesn't explode
- Sue Hardy-Dawson
1: To write a poem in tiny words on each finger nail.
2: To buy a magnifying glass.
3: To learn each poem by heart.
4: To cut my nails.
5: To see how many finger-nail poems I can remember.
6: To stop being so silly.
The End. - Celia Warren
This Year… Be Kind to Animals
Agree with aardvarks
Be nice to bees
Cook for caterpillars
Dance with dolphins
Entertain elephants
Frolic with frogs
Giggle with gorillas
Inspire iguanas
Joke with jackals
Kiss koalas
Lunch with llamas
Motivate moose
Natter to numbats
Organise owls
Play with platypi
Queue with quail
Read to rabbits
Snuggle with snakes
Tickle terrapins
Understand unicorns
Value vultures
Wave at whales
eXercise with oXen
Yodel with yaks
and let zizzing zebras zzzzzzzzzz
-Jane Clarke
And finally, for the grown-ups...
Not get drunk
Not be rude
Not eat chocolate
Or other nice food
Cut down on drugs
Fags and caffeine
But wait until
2013
- Andrea Shavick.
Monday, 19 December 2011
A Poem Is Not Just For Christmas
A poem is not just for Christmas
A poem is for life
It’s for a child, a mum or dad
A husband or a wife
It’s for the changing seasons
For the many, for the few
But this poem is for Christmas
This poem is just for you
Roger Stevens
Have a wonderful Christmas everyone. And a happy new year. From all the secret poets.
Monday, 5 December 2011
That Poetry Time of Year
by Roger Stevens
Why not give poetry books for Christmas this year? There have been some great poetry books for children published in the last twelve months. Here are a few of my favourites. Why not share yours? Let’s spread the word!
Hear Here (Hands Up Books) by Trevor Parsons. It’s his first collection of poems and great fun. (See the review by the Undercover Poet). Also from Hands Up Books I’d recommend Ian Bland and Philip Waddells’ new collection Go to the Head. Laughs a plenty here – as in Philip’s…
A mischievous phantom called Clarence
Loved making a sudden appearance
He thought the trick cool
Till a humourless ghoul
Reported him to his transparents
When there’s so much doom and gloom in the publishing world – wonderful small presses like Hands Up Books need all our support. Check it out here - www.handsupbooks.co.uk
Other poetry books published this year included The Language of Cat (Frances Lincoln) by Rachel Rooney, a stand out collection that should be on everyone’s shelves, as should Pie Corbetts’ beautifully written Evidence of Dragons (Macmillan). I’d also recommend Best of Enemies, Best of Friends (Wayland) – Brian Moses’ anthology for older children and teenagers.
For younger readers I'd recommend Hey Little Bug (Frances Lincoln) by James Carter. A lovely book, and great for reading aloud.
And finally – for poetry lovers everywhere, for children, for grandma and grandad, or for the bird lovers in your life – Celia Warren’s magnificent RSBP Anthology of Wildlife Poetry (A&C Black).
Oh, and I nearly forgot. You could also give that very special person one of my books as a present. A Million Billion Poems (Part One) (A&C Black) – an anthology of all my favourite poets – Does Your Face Fit (A&C Black) – an anthology for teenagers – or my latest solo collection Beware! Low Flying Rabbits (Macmillan).
So – what poetry books will you be buying for friends, brothers, sisters, children, parents or grandparents this Christmas? Do let us know.
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