Posted in Empathy Day

#Empathy Poem – A Child Speaks

Aged 9, Severn Suzuki founded the Children’s Environmental Organisation. In 1992, long before Greta Thunberg, aged 12, she and three friends raised the money to travel from Canada to speak at the Rio de Janeiro Earth Summit, to fight for their future and give a young person’s perspective on environmental issues. In 1993, she was honoured in the United Nation’s Environment Programme’s Global 500 Roll of Honour. Sill fighting for the environment, she is now also a speaker, television host and author.

 

A Child Speaks

 

Butterflies

are disappearing

like my breath on a windowpane

 

you would think

this clear view

would help them see

 

but no

 

maybe the last, gentle orangutan?

 

no

 

perhaps the ocean

lapping with plastic bottles?

 

no

 

possibly the last bee?

 

no

 

we save the rights

of those with a voice

 

but we are the undefended

 

the last tiger walking

 

and all the adults do is talk

 

about talking

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

Posted in Empathy Day

Snow – #EmpathyPoem

I’m posting lots of empathy poems today! Here is one about snow, and small gifts. This poem is in Be the Change, Poems to Help You Save the World, written with Matt Goodfellow and Roger Stevens, Macmillan.

 

Snow

 

Swirling slowly

in lilting flight,

as cold as stars,

the soundless white

 

of drifting feathers

spreading wings,

to sing the songs

that snowflakes sing,

 

of how small gifts

of peace and light

can change the world

in just one night.

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

Image by Bert Reimer on Flikr by creative commons license.

Posted in Empathy Day

#EmpathyDay – Refugee Poem

This poem is in The Same Inside, Poems about Empathy and Friendship by me, Matt Goodfellow and Roger Stevens, Macmillan

 

Refugee

 

After the bombing

and all are lost

and gone

 

I walk

 

I can carry only

my father’s pride

my mother’s longing

my brother’s blood

my sister’s hope

and my dreams

 

but my father’s pride

cannot be carried

as a refugee

so I lay it down

 

and walk

 

when I sleep

my mother’s longing

is too painful to hold

so I lay it down

 

and walk

 

until my shoes

fall off my feet

and I leave

my brother’s blood

and my own

on the road

as if it is worthless

 

and I walk

so far and

sleep so little

I cannot remember

my dreams

 

so I lay them down

 

I can carry only

my sister’s hope

which is light

 

in my heart

 

 

© Liz Brownlee

Posted in Empathy Day

#Empathy Day: Anne Sullivan – Teacher to Helen Keller

It’s empathy day! Here’s another poem about empathy. This is from Reach the Stars, Poems about Extraordinary Women and Girls, by me, Jan Dean and Michaela Morgan, Macmillan.

Helen Keller lost both her sight and hearing as a baby. She became very frustrated as a child, living in silence and darkness until her family employed Anne Sullivan. Despite being partially blind herself, she cleverly found ways to help Helen communicate.  Anne was Helen’s teacher, support and companion for the next 49 years until she died – by then, she had enabled Helen get to college, learn to type, speak, get married, tackle social and political issues, including women’s suffrage, and write a book.

 

Anne Sullivan, Teacher to Helen Keller

 

I started with the word for ‘doll’,

finger-spelling on her hand.

This child could neither hear, nor see –

how could I help her understand?

 

To fill the space for song and bird,

all that sound and light explain;

out of reach did not exist

and dark and silence had no name.

 

Until I spelled into her hand

under a pump – though deaf and blind,

the word for water and the water

flowed together in her mind.

 

That living word grew in her hands,

gave her ways to hear and see,

let in hope and joy and love

with words that set her free.

 

© Liz Brownlee

Posted in Poetry Fun!

Making a Poetry Paper Chain

I love making paper chains and thought it would be fun to do one with a poem on.

This poem will be all about ADVERBS. Adverbs answer questions like, how, when, where, etc. Adverbs often end in ‘ly’, but not always. We are going to use adverbs to describe how a frog is croaking. 

You will write the poem first and then you will make a paper chain frog to write your poem on!

The first line of the poem is ‘The frog is croaking’ and so the first frog in the paper chain will have the words ‘The frog is croaking’ on it.

The last line of the poem is ‘on his log’, which will be written the last frog.

You will need to choose six adverbs to poetically describe how the frog is croaking, to write in on the frogs between the first frog and the last frog.

Maybe you want to describe how the frog is feeling – you might want to say he is croaking sadly, happily, or grumpily. You could draw your frogs expression to match how it is feeling!

Or perhaps you want to choose some rhyming words.  You would need three pairs of rhyming words. ‘Sadly’ rhymes with ‘badly’ and ‘madly’ . ‘Grumpily’ rhymes with jumpily. Jumpily isn’t a real word, but in a poem, you can use words that aren’t real, as long as people can understand what you mean and they fit!

You could use your six words to describe a real frog. It’s up to you.

Here is my adverb frog poem:

The frog is croaking:

grumpily,

jumpily,

chirpily,

burpily,

happily,

nappily,

on his log.

Here is how to make the frog chain – read all the instructions before starting:

Start with one piece of A4 paper.

Fold it in half along the long side:

Cut along your fold so you have two identical strips:

Then stick the strips together with sticky tape so you have one long strip – make sure you tape both sides. (It’s best to do all this with clean hands, and no crumbs of chocolate on your top which drop off as you lean over your paper… not that this happened to me. Oh, no.)

It should look like this:

Then fold each side into the middle.

Until it looks like this:

Then fold each side into the middle again. Make sure all these creases are pressed down nicely.

You now have all the paper folded into the right number of pieces, but they need to be folded in the right way. Open the paper up:

And starting from one end fold the paper into a zigzag:

Some of your creases will be the wrong way round. Just change the way they go as you fold.

You should end up with a piece of paper that looks like this:

Turn your folded paper round the correct way – with an open flap to the left. Now you can draw your frog! Make sure the frogs cheeks and legs go off of the side of the paper. When you cut your frog out, you must make sure you do not cut round the cheeks the whole way or the legs the whole way, because this is where the frog is attached to its neighbour in the chain:

This is where you must not cut:

Cut your frog out!

And unfurl him – can you see why you must not cut the whole way round his cheeks and legs?

How exciting! Now you can write your poem on him. Because he has two sides, you could write two poems!

Look at your poem and decide if you are happy with it. Do you still like your words? Do you want to edit it? When you are ready, write the poem on your frog, in pencil.

Remember, on the first frog you write ‘The frog is croaking’ and on the last frog, ‘on his log’.

You can of course change the words in any way you like! But check they fit first and make sense. Get someone else to read it. Then go over your pencilled poem in thin felt tip or another type of permanent pen.

Then you can use a pencil to put the expressions on your frogs’ faces! When you are happy, go over these in ink, too. Then you can colour in your frogs with coloured pencils – remember, not all frogs are green! They come in ALL colours!

I hope you enjoy this adverb poem frog chain challenge! Send me pictures if you make one!

*Update* Look! The Red Bubble from Farfield Primary and Nursery School, Bradford, have made some smashing poetry paper chains! Well, done, Red Bubble!

 

 

 

 

Posted in Poetry Fun!

Making a Tiny Poetry Book

The British Library has issued a challenge to young people to make a tiny book to read to their toys; their instructions are here.

I’ve often made tiny books, sometimes in a workshop after young people have written their own poems, and they are great fun to make!

Here is an easy way to make your own book – all you need is a piece of A4 paper, some scissors or a craft knife, and someone old enough to use the craft knife! If you wish to make a harder cover, you will also need some card, and elastic bands or a stapler.

Start off with your piece of A4 paper – I suggest making two of these folding books, I’ll explain why later!

Fold the paper in half along the long side; every one of these folds you make must be accurate – make sure the corners meet the corners exactly, and press the crease with your thumb to make sure it is nice and crisp:

Then open the paper up and fold it the other way:

Unfold the paper again and fold both short sides in to meet the middle crease:

When you open up the paper after it should look like this:

Each little square is a page of your book. (YOU DO NOT HAVE TO WRITE IN YOUR BOOK NOW, but if you want to do it at this stage, and you are not making a card cover for your book, this next image shows which direction each page will face. The numbers show where the page each square will be in the finished book. So the square at the top left will end up on the outside at the front and will be the cover. The next square though will end up as the back!)

Next comes the cutting bit!

Next stand your paper up like this:

And open up the slit and press the sides into a book shape:

 

This is your little book. If you are not making a cover, now you can start writing in your poem or story book.

Write the poem/poems first! Remember, whatever you write cannot be very long. You might want to write a line or two on every page. Each two pages when opened up is called a ‘spread’. You could write a poem on one half and illustrate it on the other half.

When you have written your book, you can design your front cover, and write a ‘blurb’ for it on the back. The ‘blurb’ is what publishers call the description of what is inside the book. Make it sound as exciting as you can!

Can you remember I suggested making two little paper books? That is because you can plan on one book, and do a neat copy when you have got it right!

If you are making a book with a cover, this is the plan for the inside of the book:

As you can see, you can write on every page, and you have two more pages.

Now you must make your cover. The cover will need to be made of card, and must be a little bigger all round than your book.

Cut it out and fold it in half:

Don’t put the cover on until you have written in your book. And also when you have decorated or drawn your cover and ‘blurb’ on the back! If you make a mistake you don’t want to have to take it apart.

When your book is finished, lie your book on the opened cover, with the book opened to the middle – you can fix it together using a rubber band if the card is very strong, or staples along the crease if not – staple it from the outside in:

You have written your first book! Congratulations!

Here is my little book of poems that I made yesterday – I have used some wonderful illustrations drawn by the great illustrator Gordy Wright  to go with my poems – maybe you know someone who can draw really well who might like to decorate your book, if you don’t want to?

As you can see, I didn’t get the circle of printing quite right when I did the inside line of the poem.

Pygmy shrew and ladybird!

Pufferfish and fairy fly:

Leveret and hedgehog:

And last poem, narwhal.

Here is my blurb!

Hope you like it! Do send your book to the British Library, they want to see them!

Here is my book when it was just one piece of paper – I printed it out on a printer which was a bit fiddly – you could also draw your book on your computer, print it and cut the drawings out to stick them in your book, if that is easier!

Posted in Funny Poem a Day

Purrfect, by Liz Brownlee

Today we have a shape poem, and an animation – thank you to animator Nick Hales who animated the kitten so beautifully!

If you fancy writing a poem yourself, why not enter my Covid19 poetry competition? Details link in the side bar, or a couple of posts down from here!

Joke:

What looks like half a cat?

¡ɟlɐɥ ɹǝɥʇo ǝɥʇ

Posted in Be the Change

Be the Change – Some Poems Performed by the Poets!

Hello! Today, Matt and Roger and I are launching Be the Change, Poems to Help you Save the World in performance – brought to you from lockdown in Manchester, Bristol and somewhere deep in France… we are wondering whether to do some lesson plans for other poems in the book, if you’d like that, could you get in touch so we can gauge demand?

So – without further ado – the poets perform!

Hope you enjoyed that!

Many poems have little tips at the end for ways in which young people can help save the planet with small, achievable actions.

The book is available here on Amazon, (also available on Kindle), and here from an independent book shop.

Posted in Funny Poem a Day

Funny Poem a Day – Snack Attack, by Liz Brownlee

Lola is not allowed cakes or biscuits. But at the North Somerset Teachers’ Book Awards ceremonies, there are always a LOT of cakes. The books are showcased on Twitter by the ceremony organisers’ dogs. Dogs are always welcome. And so just this once, when a little hopeful head poked up underneath the tablecloth, I allowed her to have a little lick.

Today’s poem is by me – it’s all about a Snack Attack.

 

 

And here’s a joke:

How do alien poets write their poems?

¡sǝsɹǝʌ-ᴉun uᴉ

 

Posted in Funny Poem a Day

Funny Poem a Day: We Have a Mouse, by Liz Brownlee

Anon. is a funny word, isn’t it? It stands for anonymous, which is the word used to represent a person who doesn’t want their identity known, or for someone whose identity is not known. There are probably more poems by Anon. than by anyone else, but they are not all the same person of course – sometimes the poem has been handed down and repeated and repeated and maybe changed, until no-one knowns who wrote it in the first place. Tomorrow we have a poem by Anon. Today, there is a poem by me which mentions the word.

In the picture today, Lola is trying to be anonymous by being camouflaged on her blanket.

 

We Have a Mouse

 

We think we have a mouse – for it

ate mum’s jam sponge cake bit by bit,

we know he’s been here when he comes

by missing cake and piles of crumbs

but never see him round the house

we think he is anony- mouse!

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

What squeaks, has 12 legs, three noses and three tails but can’t see?

!ǝɔᴉɯ puᴉʅq ǝǝɹɥꓕ

Posted in Funny Poem a Day

Funny Poem a Day: How the Head Kept His Head, Liz Brownlee

So today’s poem is by ME! Therefore it seems appropriate to have a picture of Lola as she is dressed when doing her job and accompanying me to… well everywhere! Lola is a medical detection dog. She has been trained to alert me to high or low blood sugar – I am diabetic, have no warnings of low blood sugar and fall very quickly. She lets me know before my blood sugar gets too low and I have some glucose and then I am ok – which stops me from becoming unconscious, as used to happen, regularly! She has saved my life many times. She is of course the best dog in the world. Here is one of my funny poems.

How The Head Kept His Head

 

One day during registration

to his teacher’s consternation

Lloyd chewed his nails, his toes, and then

the half-done register and pen!

 

The Head, when called, watched in despair

as Lloyd scoffed whiteboards and a chair.

He cried, ‘This problem must be beaten –

we’re not insured for being eaten!’

 

But Lloyd just grinned, unhinged his jaw

and ate the lino off the floor,

gnashed ninety felt tips, slurped some glue,

then gobbled bags of gym shoes too!

 

The ipads crunched like toffee brittle –

then in a spray of liquid spittle

he snacked on Lego in the hall

and Harry hamster cage and all!

 

When class four’s P.C. bite by byte

followed their keyboard out of sight,

the children gasped, then saw with dread,

Lloyd’s eyes alight upon the Head!

 

With fervour, ‘PUDDING!’ Lloyd announced,

and with wild slaverings he pounced –

the Head yelled ‘STOP’ (his voice quite shrill)

‘I taste of greens, I’ll make you ill!’

 

And so Lloyd, when forced to pause here,

found he did feel some slight nausea-

his mum was called: ‘Please do come quick,

for school has made Lloyd very sick!’

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

What do you do if your dog chews up your poem?

You have to take the words right out of her mouth!

Posted in National Poetry Day 2019

National Poetry Day, Climate Truth Poem by Liz Brownlee

Happy National Poetry Day everyone! Here is my National Poetry Day Truth poem, published last month in Be the Change, Poems to Help you Save the World, Macmillan.

 

Greta Thunberg

 

When the whole world is deaf

by greed and by choice,

how do you change things

with only your voice?

 

It’s hard to be noticed,

harder to be heard,

but she stood up and spoke,

could not be deterred.

 

What made them listen?

What cut through their lies?

Not the pollution

or the fast melting ice,

 

not the experts or science,

not hunger or flood,

not the extinctions,

our hands red with blood,

 

it was her steady gaze,

on our planet, alight,

her desperate calm,

her demand, make it right.

 

It’s what we’ll recall

of her fight for our youth,

her luminous words

her courage, her truth.

 

© Liz Brownlee