AUGUST IS HERE and the weather has been a bit more like summer. Here are some poem ideas for you to think about if you fancy scribbling some summer poetry: perhaps you can come up with some ideas about the sounds of summer, or a descriptive poem about something in the world around you. Spider shows how very small things can be inspiring, and last, but not least, a different way of thinking about laughter.

SUMMER SOUNDS

I heard a cricket chirping

For the joy of summer sun.

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I heard some children squealing

In the ocean, having fun.

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I heard a forest whispering

With the passing of a breeze.

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I heard someone with hay fever

Make a giant sneeze!

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I heard a steam train puffing

Full of passengers and cake.

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I heard an aeroplane droning,

Too many journeys to make.

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I heard the swallows calling

Above the summer fields.

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I love the sound of summer

And the joyfulness it yields.

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WAVES

Majestic,

White plumed.

A cobra rearing

poised to strike.

Booming, crash

smash and grab

landing down

on sand and shingle.

The seashore’s rug

rolled out, foam fringed;

a rushing swirl of sea melt

sucked back under

on the oceans wheel.

Repeat.

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SPIDER

Tiny little money spider

crawling up my arm,

lighter than a breath of wind,

no cause for alarm.

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Thank-you little spider

for your gentle inspiration.

A poem from a tiny thing,

today’s humble creation.

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YOU’RE HAVING A LAUGH!

A bellyful of laughter

Isn’t very funny.

It makes your belly bounce

around just like a springtime bunny.

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And when you laugh your socks off,

Your feet get kind of chilly.

That made me laugh until I cried.

I laughed myself quite silly!

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I laughed until I couldn’t speak.

No chance to have a natter.

But when I split my sides

I thought, this is no laughing matter.

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I’ve sometimes been the laughing stock

With people full of glee.

I laughed it off, I laughed with them-

But the last laugh was on me.

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There you are, three very different poems to hopefully give you some summer food for thought.