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Young Writers in Action: Seashell

SEASHELL
by Anishka, 8, QLD

I saw a seashell,
To mum and dad, I might tell,
No way, I’ll keep it a secret,
Anyway, we just met.

Inside it wiggles a bit,
Like someone’s head invaded with nits.
It squirms and wiggles,
Zig-zagging like scribbles.
I wonder what is inside,
Maybe something washed in through the tide.

It could be treasure or gold,
Or a tent that can fold.
I’m getting silly, those things don’t move,
They don`t scamper on my roof.

An animal peeps out of the shell,
And climbs out then it fell!
I play with it all day long,
Keeping the secret all day long,

Saying goodbye, off I run,
Today is already done!


Anishka is a regular contributor to Alphabet Soup — you can read all her earlier work here.

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Young writers in action: The Mosquito

THE MOSQUITO
by Emma, 12, SA

Girl with a shocked look on her face and brown hair. Photo by pexels.com

Floating in the wind
As graceful as a leaf
Yet as direct as a fly
I soar and I dip
I twirl and I float
I see and I dive
I have ears and I have eyes
Be aware of my presence.

Can you see me?

I can see you
In the car, on a bench
Or maybe in your slumber
Can you hear me?
Can you feel my bite?
The cry of an itch
Piercing through your skin
I am stealthy
Attacking the oblivious
Stabbing you from behind
Like a warrior on a hunt

I like to annoy
I like to cause trouble
My small frame allows me
To attack from every direction
Creeping through the cracks and the gaps you forgot to fill
Perhaps I am smarter than you think
I can see past your mirage
Your illusion like hope
That I won’t approach
Oh you have got it all wrong
But you will have to pay

You can clap or slap
Or bring me to a light
But you shall never catch me,
A small warrior in a fight
Even out of the heat,
Or the summer season
My bite will still find you
Will sink into your skin
Will bring tears to the eye
As you try to stop the feeling
Of the tingle, of the itch
Crawling across your skin
Like a ripple in the ocean


This is Emma’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!

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Young Writers in Action: Colourful Tulips

A field of tulips and cherry blossom. Photo from Pexels.com

COLOURFUL TULIPS
by Gabriel, 7, NSW

Colourful tulips shooting from the ground all around the place
Birds are chirping and singing here and there
Beautiful butterflies fly everywhere you look
You can smell lovely roses
Buzzing bees work hard collecting pollen for honey
Soft new green leaves slowly grow out from the cherry blossom branches.


Gabriel is a regular contributer to Alphabet Soup. You can read some of his earlier work here. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!

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Young Writers in Action: Love

a campfire

LOVE
by Sonia, 9, California USA

Love is the fire inside you that never runs out of wood,
You can never put the fire out, although some wish they could.

Love is the river inside you that never dries up,
It will never stop flowing, even if you put it in a cup.

Love is the flower that never wilts,
Even if someone destroys the ground on which it is built.

Love is the tree that will never fall down,
Even if someone saws it to build a town.

Love is the thing that speaks to the depths of our soul and helps us to know,
Where the sad times are, when we need it the most.


This is Sonia’s first poem for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR story, poem, artwork or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!

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Young writers in action: Beach pollution

BEACH POLLUTION
Anishka, 7, QLD

The beach I used to go,
Always showed me fantastic show.
The fishes splashed, the dolphins dashed,
Nature is always at its best.
The days passed,
Now, it has all gone and faded.
No more ice-cream,
Not even a cone,
No more fishes,
Not even a dolphin.
Not anything to be seen,
Not anything to be so keen.
I think, we changed sea’s face,
And made this beach a mess.
It is now full of sea weed,
I picked it all for a good deed.

A hand stretched out to the sea. image courtesy pexels.com

 


Anishka is a regular contributor to Alphabet Soup — you can read all her earlier work here.

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Young writers in action: One Snowflake for You

ONE SNOWFLAKE FOR YOU
by Lacey, Nambour Christian College, QLD

Snow storm. Photo courtesy of Pexels.comSoftly falling from the sky
Gentle, loving and divine,
Playful, happy, time is true
One is landing just for you.

Softly falling from the sky,
Gentle, loving and divine,
White and beautiful,
Clean and fruitful
Just for you.

Snowflake, Snowflake,
Why don’t you come down?
Snowflake, Snowflake,
Not making a sound.


This is Lacey’s first book review for Alphabet Soup. To send us YOUR book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!

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Young writers in action: Forest

a forest photo by pexels.com

Forest
by Kaia, 10, USA

Among the vast trees sees

Lie secrets that shall never leak peek

No human shall ever find confined

The birds can only feel conceal

The hush of the forest purest

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Kaia has been published with Alphabet Soup previously. You can read her earlier piece: ‘Anger’. If YOU would like to send us a story, drawing, poem, or book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy writing!

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