by Emma, 12, SA
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!
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!
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!
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.
Anishka is a regular contributor to Alphabet Soup — you can read all her earlier work here.
ONE SNOWFLAKE FOR YOU
by Lacey, Nambour Christian College, QLD
Softly 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.
Why don’t you come down?
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!
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
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!
REVIEWED BY MATILDA, 11, WA
Firefly July by Paul Janeczko (editor), ill. Melissa Sweet, Candlewick, ISBN 9780763648428
Matilda reviews her own copy of this book.
This is a book of VERY short poems all about different subjects.
I like the way the book progresses from spring, then through all the seasons, and ends at winter. My favourite poem was called ‘Window’ by Carl Sandburg. It’s only 3 lines long and it’s about the dark night having slashes of light. I really liked the choice of words and I’d like to read more by this poet.
Melissa Sweet’s illustration style definitely suits the poems. It’s interesting that in many of the illustrations she uses a sort of collage.
I recommend this book for ages 7+ and for people who like short poems!
Matilda is one of our regular book reviewers. You can read Matilda’s other reviews here. If YOU would like to send us a book review, check out our submission guidelines. Happy reading!