Colquhoun the Baboon

Colquhoun the Baboon
has been pestering me
to come one afternoon
to his house for tea.
He says if I eat
with my knife and my fork
then we’ll both get a treat,
and instead of the walk
back to my house from his
we’ll go in a balloon
(in the basket, that is)
says Colquhoun the Baboon.

This poem has not yet been published but has been illustrated by Nicola Toms.                                            (c) Melinda Smith 2007

Beach Lullaby

 

 

when the moon bobs her weathered white boat across the sky

you should be in bed and so should I

 

when the night draws his great dark sails across the sky

you should be in bed and so should I

 

when the breeze blows her salt sea breath across the sky

you should be in bed and so should I

 

when the stars spread their glowing grains of sand across the sky

you should be asleep and so should I

 

(c) Melinda Smith 2007