As a teacher, I love writing silly sonnets and poems for primary school.
This poem was inspired by The Toy Press and their poetry prompt word of the week: Pandemonium.
If my headteacher is reading this poem, I know you do many playtime duties and most certainly do not have a red, velvet chaise-longue in your office. (I think yours is blue 😜)
Playground Pandemonium
We run outside, three hundred kids and me
Our primal screams for fifteen minutes soar
We chase the playground’s silence into trees
and fill our little concrete world with roars
Within a second Tyler’s lost his tooth
Savannah’s scraped the skin from both her knees
Humberto’s hurled a hula hoop at Ruth
Rebecca’s rolled her bogies up like peas
The twins have tied Miss Taylor to the slide
From high up in her office Miss Durand
a clutch of custards creams right by her side
surveys the scene, a latte in her hand
She smiles and then she shuts the louvre blinds
and on her velvet red chaise-longue, reclines
Mark Bird
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