My poetry books for children are full of poems are about cats and dogs, and I guess I was often inspired by our own cats and dogs. We don’t have any cats or dogs at the moment, so it was a magnificent pleasure reading about your pets, and the cats and dogs you invented. I love how the Samoan New Entrant class made up a poem together at Richmond Road School. What fun!
So many poems arrived in my email box – what a treat! But it meant it was hard picking just a few to post. I am so sad I couldn’t post all your brilliant poetry.
I can tell you all love writing, and writing poems is such a fun thing to do, whether your poems are serious or playful.
I have picked Isla, Ashton, Vitek and Jessie to send a copy of one of my books to.
Exciting news: I have two new animal books out this year with Penguin! Little Tales of Hedgehog and Goat (July) and Roar Squeak Purr (October). You can see the covers above and you can check them out on my Penguin page.
Golden teddy bear face
Find a ball and chase
Smell a stick and munch
Sniff a bone and crunch
Wet sniffly nose
Black velvet toes
Sharp wiggly nails
Little stubby tails.
Yoshi, Y6, Helensville Primary School
Long delicate whiskers wave
Curly tail sways from side to side
Sharp claws grip on couch
Sensitive ears twitch listening for noise
Springing into the air with energy
like a supercharged missile
Porou, age 8, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
The German Dog
Lick, lick, lick
Slimy saliva dripped
Her furry tail waved
Her huge paws stomped
Her big puppy eyes looked at me
Michael, Y3/4, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
The Samoan NE Entrant class at Richmond Rd school (10 children, 5-6 years old) made up these together:
All Cats are Different
I have a cat and it is white and fluffy as a cloud.
I have a cat and it is as soft as a duck.
Its teeth are as sharp as scissors.
Its tale is as long as a python.
My cat hates water as much as I hate chilli.
I love cats as much as I love chicken nuggets, ice cream and lollies.
My cat jumps as high as a giraffe.
My cat leaps like a frog.
I’d like a rainbow cat of red, green, yellow, pink, purple and blue.
If I had a cat I’d call it
Dorito or Bunny
or Daisy or Feather
or Cherry or Ringo
or Fluff or Rose
or Spotty or Fishy
or Sarah or Mousey
I have a cat and I give it a pat.
Purr, Purr, Purr!
All Dogs are Different
I have a dog and it can run as fast as a cheetah.
I have a dog and it can dig holes like a mole.
It likes to stick its head out of the car window
and let the wind wobble its ears and tongue.
My dog wears a pink jacket, as pink as my cheeks.
Some dogs are very clever and can chase the bad guys.
Some dogs are very clever and help blind people to walk.
Some dogs like to chase pine cones and bring them back.
Most dogs like to eat meat and sausages and steak.
If I had a dog I would call it
Mango or Coco
or Godo or Chop
or Lucas or Rival
or Sprinkle or Pancake
I love my dog as much as I love basket-ball!
NE class, Richmond Rd School
My cat once climbed a mountain
taller than the stormy sky
thundering louder then a lion’s roar.
Vitek, age 8, Y4, Ilam School
Taking a chance
Jumping on the bench
Sneaking past the sandwiches with a quiet purr
Past the fruit, with small soft steps
Past the butter and the cheese
Past the remnants from breakfast
Listening for movement with a guilty smile
Creeping up to last night’s roast
Missing the noise of the door swinging open
“No cats on the bench!”
Down comes the tea towel
Down jumps the cat
Away goes the roast
Harriet, age 12, Y8, Selwyn House School
I Do For My Cat (a list poem)
I feed my cat fish for
I feed my cat potatoes for
I feed my cat gummy bears for
I take my cat to the graceful cherry
Leo, age 8, Y3, Ilam School
Barks flooding the room,
Bailey’s slobber all over,
Soft fur running through my fingers,
Bailey’s tail everywhere,
I finally stand up,
And see the couch torn in two!
Chloe, age 11, Y7, Selwyn House School
A Dog Poem
Long tail wags
Floopy ears flop
Fur like silk
Red tongue drops
Bows like a performer
Rolls like a rugby ball
Jumps like an athlete
Noel, Y8, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
Bright shining moon looks over the fields
Looking for signs of movement
But almost everyone’s asleep
Apart from one cat
A large tabby cat is patrolling his border
Making sure no one enters his home
Making sure that his family is safe inside
He flicks his ears happily
He lowers his legs
Curls his tail around him
As there is silence
Slowly the cat closes his green eyes
Enjoying the peaceful silence of the night
But he must not fall asleep
He must always be alert
Always on watch
Until the sun wakes
Olivia, age 11, Y7, Selwyn House School
My cat Sonny
Is quite funny
He’s named after a rugby star
He listens to me when I play my guitar
I pet my cat dusk till dawn
When he wakes up he’ll go YAWN
My cat Sonny
Is quite athletic
He runs to the neighbours
My cat Sonny
Has a cat door
He mostly jumps off the roof
He really is quite a goof!
Sid, age 9, Westmere School
The cat’s tail
curls around the wall
claws scratch on soft carpet
paws softly crawl onto the sofa
eyes stare at the mouse
mouth open wide
tongue licks its fur
clean as a white paper
Karin Y3/4, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
Ziggy can jump like a rabbit.
She pounces around outside like a weirdo.
She has a brownish gold coat and a pointy snout.
Her ears are as golden as the sun.
She has the most ridiculous barks in the world.
Florence Y3/4, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
Big Cat had one kitty inside her.
Kitty had a baby inside her!
Big Cat pops out kitties, cats, and babies!
“Mum, can we go and buy a wheelbarrow of kitty food?”
Sophia, aged 6, Green School
My cat wants to be a princess
She wants all the dresses
She wants to be pretty
She wants breakfast in bed
The guards will make her bed
She wants foot massages every day
Dinadee, room 5, Ilam School
Glowing golden eyes stare back at me,
Sharpening her claws on the cabbage tree.
Her ginger spots along her spine,
Who’s that cat? That cat is mine.
Fluffy and soft dark fur,
A very loud, comforting purr.
Her whiskers are long and fine,
Who’s that cat? That cat is mine.
Slithering through the grass,
Or staring at birds through the glass.
If wanting food she whines,
Who’s that cat? That cat is mine.
Jessie, age 10, Westmere School
Lying in the golden sun with my tongue hanging out of my dry mouth
Lolloping around the house when the lead is presented
Hanging around the kitchen waiting in suspense
for mum to drop some stringy mozzarella cheese on the floor
Wrestling on the couch with my brother Louis
Curling up on the pink fluffy blanket waiting for someone to scratch my belly
Panting hard and waiting for a nice big drink of fresh cold water
Hoping that cuteness is my way to escape trouble
Swishing my tail so quickly that I could take someone’s eye out
Beaming when I see my family walk through the door
Devouring up my scrumptious dinner before bed
Holly, age 12, Y8, Selwyn House School
As golden as the sun,
Ears as floppy as a puppy,
Nose as wet as a waterslide,
Paws as soft as can be,
Eyes as clear as the moon,
That’s my dog
Aysha, age 10, Y6, St Andrews School
Woffy the dog
Woffy runs around like a tornado.
He jumps like a kangaroo.
Woffy’s tail wags at the speed of light.
His ears flap like wings.
The sound energy calls Woffy’s name.
Woffy runs so fast you can barely see him.
He begs for bacon.
He whimpers for dog treats.
Kobe, age 9, St Andrews School
Cat’s whiskers quiver
Sleek fur stands up, now golden soldiers
Marching like rippling waves
The dog’s sharp teeth grin
His tail wags, a clock ticking
He’s ready to pounce
A mess of claws and fur
Fast cat jumps
Pinning down the scary dog
As the cat relaxes
The dog becomes a bed again
Muscles melt into pillows
Fur turns back into a blanket
Her illusion melts away
As she drifts off she knows
At the next dog attack, she will be victorious
She has been practising
Amelia, age 11, Selwyn House School
My Cat Star
My cat is a crazy critter.
Dashing through the grass.
Purrs as loud as a lawnmower.
With stripey stripes, as stripey as a bumblebee.
As warm and cuddly as a fluffy blanket.
Waiting to catch a noisy bird
and begging for my bacon
at the dinner table.
She is my shooting Star!
Chloe, age 8, Westmere School
When the shining sun starts to set,
And the fluffy clouds fade away,
Lying in the near shadows
Is Panther waiting to play.
Out he comes,
Looking for some dinner,
As he creeps into the jungle,
The moon’s light slowly gets dimmer.
Further in Panther creeps,
His stomach starting to growl,
Then he takes a mighty leap,
And lets out an eardrum shaking howl
All the animals bow to him,
As he wanders past,
Georgia, age 10, Westmere School
Me and my dog
I wanted a dog for years and years but dad always said no,
I wanted a small fluffy brown one as fluffy and sweet as a bunny,
I wanted to call it Smartie like my favorite horse.
I was barely sleeping in my yellow bouncy bed
when I heard moving branches,
so I went outside to check what it was
in the shadows, there was a brown puppy,
he was weeping and crying with big cute baby eyes,
so I asked my dad if we could keep him and guess what he said,
he said yes!!
Lena, age 10, Y5, Selwyn House School
Super spy cat
Bulging eyes stare
Rough paws touch
Sensor nose detects
The super spy cat strolls on the
footpath outside my house
like a vicious tiger
Ashton, Y6, age 10, Te Parito Kōwhai Russley School
My Wild Cat
A sly walk to a warm place,
Fur blankets the ground below,
The little bell dinging below his chin,
His black glossy coat gleaming in the sun,
Eyes as sharp as glass,
The stare of a playful tiger,
Claws hidden in his fur,
Ready to pounce,
Springing like frogs,
Cuddling against the warm grass.
Phoebe, age 13, Y8, Selwyn House School
He the dog who comes out today
All he wants, is to get someone to play
When he gets the purr-fect touch
He strides around like the Dutch
But who is this cat with big blue eyes?
This cat protects every dog, big and small,
And that cat who protects every dog
Quickly became friends with the dog
Who, I forgot to mention, looks like a frog!
Xander, age 8, St Andrews School
Energetic black and white spots
Standing at my door
Then he’s gone.
Suddenly he’s there
Jumping on my bed
Sydney Aged 11, Year 7, St Joseph School, Waitara
Honey the horse
Owns the house
A naughty child
Dipped in gold
As energetic as she can be
Beautiful, young and car sick
Runs away like a cheetah
Honeybee is our best dog
Tali Aged 10, Year 6, St Joseph School, Waitara
Glow worm hair
A collision of the sun and moon
Loves with all his heart
His jumps are mountainous
He’s as tall as an oil rig
And as strong as a bulldozer
He makes a good soft pillow
He drawls for my ice-cream
My 11-year-old baby
Is a rot wheeler named Tane.
Carley Aged 12, Year 8, St Joseph School, Waitara
He wears a white t-shirt and matching boots
He’s a lot older than me
That’s why all he wants to do is sleep and eat
His eyes are an emerald
And he sings with a siren call
He’s as soft as a cloud
While his smile is the sun
If you pick him up
He’ll make you bleed
With his sharp claws
My monster cat
Keira Aged 10, Year 6, St Joseph School, Waitara
Black and stealthy like a ninja
He’ll be in the shadows
You’ll hear him at night
All fear him
He’s like the terminator
Fur blowing in the wind
He stands like a villain
With surprise claw attacks
I call “Puss, puss!”
And he comes
My fluffy ninja friend
Latu Aged 12, Year 8, St Joseph School, Waitara
My Dog Poppy
My dog Poppy looked like a bush.
She was as podgy as a carton of milk.
When we took her to the groomers
When she felt the hairdryer
she tried to eat it!
She was trying to grab it!
We said NO!
I said ‘Poppy, No!’
When we got her back,
she was as beautiful as a lion.
We took her home.
She ran! No!
My dog Poppy looked like a bush…
Chloe, age 9, Westmere School
Zak is a small Chihuahua.
He is very old.
He is half blind,
And not very kind.
When we try to pick him up,
He just barks and growls,
Sometimes he howls,
When we try to get him out of his basket,
He shakes and wiggles,
Which makes me giggle!
Mia, age 12, Palmerston North Intermediate Normal School
Light hazel fur and dark brown
Ears. Muddy brown eyes. With a wet
and glossy nose, she never sheds a tear.
She snores in the emerald beanbag,
Everyday. She waits to watch
For her dinner, so she doesn’t
Have to stray. Her tail wags
Like willows, fluttering in the
Breeze. Her nose sniffs hard
Like she has a disease. She
Smells the juicy steak, cooking
On the barbie. She drools
Fountains and prances around
Like she’s dancing. She is Tutu.
Amelia C, age 12, Selwyn House School
The claws of a cat dig into the soil.
The purring of the drowsy kitten in the shape of a coil.
He is swift like a car zooming on the road.
He is small like petite toad.
His fur is white and soft like a stuffed animal and sometimes lazy like a cloud lounging in the sky.
He jumps from one chair to the next while springing up high.
I cherish my warm, loving kitten Yuki.
They feel how you feel when you’re feeling droopy.
Isla, age 10, Selwyn House School