Poetry Box March challenge: Some favourite summer poems

Welcome to the first 2021 Poetry Box gathering of poems by young New Zealanders. I picked summer for March which means we are now getting summery tastes in autumn. Wonderful!

I have been reading the poems over the past few days with the rain bucketing down. It is filling the water tank we just had cleaned and watering our garden and I feel so cosy snuggling into your wonderful poetry.

I love the way your poems do so many different things because there is a solar system of ways to write a poem.

I love the way you take up my challenges and getting playing with words.

But I always feel sad that I can’t post all your MAGNIFICENT poems because I feel sad that some of you miss out getting your poem online. I hope you know from my letters I can tell you all love writing and playing with poetry. Some of you have been on the blog a few times so I may not have picked you this time.

Please know ALL YOUR POEMS glitter in my heart like summery stars and I carry them with me.

This is never a competition but I am sending some books out to these young poets because I love giving away books: Jonny A (Ilam School), Harry S (Fendalton School), Nico (Richmond Rd School), Lily (Paekakariki School), Isabella (Selwyn HOuse), Rose (Westmere School) and George (St Andrews School).

I don’t usually send so many books but am starting the year with book fireworks to thank you for the wonderful respopnses.

So here are some of my favourite poems:

The Poems

Summer

I walk over the hot windy hills,
bike down mountains
collecting sweet blackberries
putting them in a medium sized container,
my Dad will then turn them 
into blackberry Jam,
some blackberries are red 
and bitter,
some are too old
but the summer black blackberry
is as sweet as cream
with crunchy seeds and a juicy taste,
it is sweet as syrup.

Jonny A, 8 years old, Y5, Ilam School

Dear Summer,

I like it when you look

through my bedroom window

and say Hi.

Sometimes you’re too bright

and I put sunglasses on.

I like it when you’re sunny,

and I can go to the beach.

You’re as kind as my dog, Sally,

and you’re as bright as lava.

George N, Age 7, Year 3, St Andrew’s College Preparatory School

      

 

That was Summer

 

Remember when you could taste the fresh morning air on your tongue?

Remember when you could taste the bright luscious strawberries ?

That was summer.

 

Remember when you sank your feet down into the refreshing green grass?

Remember when you splashed in the cold lakes on an oven hot day?

That was summer.

 

Remember when you ran around laughing and having fun with friends?

Remember when you heard the birds’ beautiful tunes as you woke up to a lovely day?

That was summer.

 

Remember when you could hear the waves crashing against the gritty sand?

                      Remember when you watched the flowers bloom all day?

                                                  That was summer.

 

         Rose R, Age 10, Year 6, LS4, Westmere School

Camp Bay

I can taste sand, salty sea, and the crunchy kelp. 

The sand against my skin feels like rough carpet . 

The giant crabs walk through the sand . 

I run to swim with my brother.

The shells scrape my feet.

Isabella B, age: 9, Y5, Selwyn House School


All in a Summer’s Day


The sand runs through my fingers like hot ash

It burns then cools in a flash

A thousand summer breezes clash

on my face, smash

a lash of water a splash


Water glides through my fingers

like pushing through wind

Cold and wet, silky and smooth, something heavy, so free but so pinned

Graceful waves breaking halfway to shore on a summer weekend

Wind cold on my wet face I grimace and grinned


Wind lashes across my face

like it was in haste 

quick but well paced


Sun beaming down light and heat

grass and grazers eager to meet

All in a summer’s day.

Lily M, Age 12, Y8 Paekakariki School

A Summer Scene

On the river bank

(Or if you prefer, the flank)

Going hither and thither

Like a mouse in a dither…

Can I be bold

And brave the cold?

Edging over stones

That would rattle my bones

Finally floating along

Hearing only nature’s song

A river in summer

Simply couldn’t be funner!

Daniel L, age 12, Y8, Hadlow School

Pavlova

Eating pavlova in Aotearoa.

I take a bite and taste an aroma of flavours.

Eating pavlova in Aotearoa.

I feel like a New Zealander.

The snow coloured cream.

The kiwifruit is a dream.

Eating pavlova in Aotearoa.

Maia W, Age 10, Y6, Fendalton Open-Air School

Summer

The taste of a very juicy watermelon 

The sun shining on my face like stars in the sky 

Watching whales in the sea 

And when summer goes 

I will say come back summer

Tala A, Age 6 years, Y2, Ilam School

Kaiteriteri Beach

The surging currents are as flexible as

a rubber band. 

I’m swimming the glistening moana,

 out from the Kaiteriteri beach

 surrounded by hills and forests.

 The boats leave wakes

 that I dive down into. I come

 back up as fresh as life.

Charlie W, Y6, age 10, Fendalton School

Waterslide


The sun is smiling.

I get the waterside out.

I have fun on the water slide

with my big sister.

It’s very slippery.

I run up.

I slide till the end of summer.


by Florence T, Aged 7, Year3, St Andrews Preparatory 

Aitutaki summer foods                                                  

The Mainese is like a bomb 

of flavour in my mouth

Don’t even get me started

 on the phenomenal chop suey

And fried fish with a pinch of love

from my papa blows my taste buds away


Mikaia T, age 10, Fendalton Open Air School

Summer

The water is lapping against my ankles.

As the salty air stings my face.

I hold out my arms.

They are welcomed by the warm sun.

This is summer. Beautiful summer.


Mia C, Age: 11
, Palmerston North Intermediate Normal School

Taylors Mistake

I feel a splash of salty water on my face.  

I hear children laughing out loud.  

I see the golden brown sand with small and big footprints blow away.

I taste the juicy red watermelon.

I smell sunscreen on my nose.

I see the surfers riding the greeny-blue waves.

I feel the coolness of the water.

Aliyah D, 9 years old, Y6, Selwyn House School

Summer 

I am a 5 year old boy in my backyard.

 playing with a fire breathing dragon in the sun.

 I see a monkey swinging around the apples on the trees.

 I think about picking an apple but I’m too scared.

 I love my backyard jungle because of the smell of hairy apes 

especially in the summer because.

 It means I can play in my jungle.

 eating mr whippy ice cream. 

 Best of all in the summer I can be me!

Harry S, age 9, Fendalton School

Summer

Warm waves whispering

Seagulls screeching

Lush leaves rustling

Children laughing

Pōhutakawa blossoming

The hot sun scorching

Ice-cream dripping

Flip-flops thumping

The Ho-ho-ho of Christmas

I love New Zealand Summer!

Sneha, 12 years old, Year 8, Selwyn House School

Monarchs

A bright thinker

A keen gazer

A light dreamer

A lovely glider

A big wonder

A wind chaser

A tree lover

A kiwi watcher

Jessie W, age 6, Y3, St Andrew’s College

Summer poem

The sun shines on the sleek, white albatross,

Making giant shadows covering the beach.

Starfishes lie there, 

gazing at the simmering sun.

Memories of my childhood come back 

as I stare into the distant hills.

At the beach.


A gust of winds blows,

Making me snap back into the present.

Olivia C, Y6, age 10, Fendalton Open-air School

My summer plan

I’m gonna go drizzle in the crisp blue waves 

Diving skidding swimming in the blue crisp waves 

Then I’m gonna go whip up some sundae

Pouring chocolate and caramel up on my sundae

 

Like a summer vacation


Ray, age: 9, Y5, Fendalton Open-Air School

Pōhuhutukawa


As red as apples,

beaches have lots,

people sit under them,

tūī sing.


Alfie L, Y3, 7 years old, St Andrew’s College

Summer Barbecue

The burgers are cooking.

The people are talking.

The burgers are ready.

The people are eating.

The children are playing cricket.

The sun is sleepy, it is time to leave.

Benjamin C, Year 3, aged 7, St Andrew’s College

Summer dream


At the pool the sun smiles happily

Like a rainbow

The taste of roses in my mouth

The sounds of waves crashing against the rocks

I dream of summer

My room fills with light

Caitlin C, Age 8 Y4, Ilam School

Golden Bay 

Walking on the beach

Collecting shells

Playing in water

Sand under my feet

Looking at crabs

Kayaking in the morning

My mum next to me 

Walking with me 

Swimming

Golden Bay

Nalani, Age 8, Y4, St Andrews College

Ice Cream Days

Slipping and dripping

Down a slope of icy cream

Giving my tongue frostbite

Melts in my mouth like cotton candy

The horrible feeling of brain freeze hits me instantly.

Carlos DG and Parker F, Y6, age 10, Richmond Rd School

The Sea in Summer

I am a dolphin in Akaroa

I swim around little boats

I swim through waves crashing on me

I dance in the water under the summer sun

I dive down to catch some fish

I play with my dolphin friends

I love swimming under the hot sun between the boats

and jumping out of the water too. 

Olivia E, Y4, Aged 8, St Andrews College

Summer


Sand being blown on the beach

Beach charcoal crackling in the barbecue

Green luscious leaves rustling on the tree

Blocks of ice melting oh so slowly

Maria, 8 years, Ilam School

Your Summer Recipe

Grab your bowl, grab your spoon.

Add a cup of sunshine, a teaspoon of pool parties

Sieve in the laughter and mix it all together

Pour in a bonfire on the beach


Slosh in your ice cream

Blend it up and add endless laughter

Let it cook,

and you have summer.

Amelia W, 11 years old, Selwyn House School


Watermelon


I come from the coal black seeds of watermelon

I gaze up to the sun

I wait for the rainbow I see the horizon

Come back summer!

Libby F, age 7, Y4, Ilam School

Summer

Shimmery summer heat haze, norwester days.

Footprints sink in the gleaming sand.

The reef underwater is like a patchwork of pōhutukawa.

Sleek dolphins pounce out of the water.

Shimmery summer heat haze, norwester days.

Surfboard fins glide on snowy tips at the speed of lightning.

Cold droplets shower on me from the mighty manus.

The rope fishing line dangles from the rickety pier.

Shimmery summer heat haze, norwester days.

Emily P, Y6, Fendalton School

Sandy Soul


​Down at the beach


Sand, sea, salt, sun 

all mixed together

sun all shimmery

sea all blue waves

brushing over me

with special salt

glue sand, sand

in my hair

on the car seats

on the towels

everything sand

beach is fun, fun

in the hot, hot sun


Lara I, age 9, Y5, Andrews College 

Summer

Summer’s by far my favorite season,

And here are a few of my reasonable reasons.

There’s wickets, tickets, backyard cricket.

Fish’n’chips, kiwi dips, manu flips, watch out for rips!

Cricket bats, bucket hats, stuff like that.

Lots of sun, lots of fun, better bring my water gun.

Peaches, beaches, bye to our teachers.

Swim in the sea, nice summer breeze, it’s forty degrees.

Sea shells, christmas bells, hot sausage smells.

Swim out to catch a wave, better hope those sharks behave.

Waves crashing, fish splashing, crabs dashing.

Way up high, there’s a cloudless sky, no longer July.

Ice cream, in a stream, feel the sunbeam.

Grab sun lotion, at the ocean, make no commotion. 

No more school, chill in the pool, summer rules.

Late at night, it’s still light, cause the suns still shining bright

Christmas day, on the bay, ocean spray.

It’s a good thing, it’s no longer spring, cause summer is better than everything.

Nico, age 10, Y6, Richmond Rd School


Summer Cricket

I got a ticket for the game,

I got a wicket to my name,

great sweep,

outstanding leap.

Cover driver,

everybody’s watching live. 

Catch! 

That’s the match.

The bails go flying

 everybody’s admiring.

Four!

 only need a few more. 

He’s a great bowler, 

but he needs to get a little slower.

Throw you in the mix

 and you’ll hit a six.

It sucks

 that I got a gold duck.

Splendid fielding,

batting needs mending.

The stumps are out 

and I’m out and about. 

Defensive shot 

that’s a dot. 

Advance down the ground

to give the ball a pound.

 Spinners! 

Are the winners on this ground?

Great over 

as powerful as a range rover.

 Keeper catch,

best of the match. 

Boundaries come 

that numb the fielders. 

Great dives, 

but the batsman survives. 

incredible stuff…

that’s tough. 

Joseph R, 10 years old, Year 6, Richmond Road School

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