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Tuesday 5 December 2023

Take Care

Take care of the flowers.

Although you can’t see their colours right now,

they’ll be waiting for you

when you return. 

And mend the roof. 

Right now you’re drenched

from lashings of rain,

but the time will soon come

when you finally step 

into the warmth. 

A shelter will be waiting for you, 

and the beautiful colours outside.

Take care now, even though

it all feels empty, hopeless. 

Good things await you,

and you will see that life is good. 

Joshua Seigal

Sunday 3 December 2023

Lovely letter and poems from Valley Primary School, Solihull

I recently ran an online poetry workshop attended by many schools at once. The Literacy Lead from Valley Primary in Solihull got in touch with a thank you letter (I love it when this happens) as well as some of the fantastic poems produced by her pupils. I am delighted to be able to share both the letter and the poems. Here you go:

My class, and other teachers tell me theirs too,  had a fantastic time listening to your poems and meeting your lovely cat.  I have been inundated with poems written during the workshop and promised I would send a couple across.  
Strawberry Dreams (y6 pupil)
Oh Strawberry, I love you so,
Your fruity, fiery self dances in my soul
You feel light and fresh on my tongue 
The light airy sensation you give flies through my lungs
Oh Strawberry, I love you so . 
Pear Love Letter (y6 pupil)
Oh pear
I am going to love you til the very end
you taste like a cloud of heaven 
I'm going to love you til the end 
you are as green as grass on a sunny day 
as smooth as the ocean when it is calm 
so please reply
I will love you til the end  
I love your watermelon ways  (y5 pupil)
Oh watermelon
aren't you lovely?
you are red and green
just like Christmas
you taste like heaven 
oh watermelon
aren't you lovely?
you're crunchy 
and munchy
you keep your seeds hidden within 
your soft, red, juicy insides
Oh watermelon
I love you so 
In addition to this, children have been bringing me poems all week, where they have been inspired to just write.  I think you talking about the freedom of no rules and writing about what they love has given them the confidence to have a go, and it has been a joy to sit back and watch it happen. 
My School  (Y3 pupil)
My school is cool and nice
it is the opposite of boring
it's just the best school
it is so fun
super coooool
you should go to it
my school is Valley 

Our sleepover 
friends, friends all gather round 
we better go get something
don't make a sound
we're going to have a midnight feast 
but lets get something healthy
at least 
this is going to be 
the best night ever 
our parents are never
going to find out 
do you see those chicken nuggets and chips?
they're making me want to lick my lips
now quick, lets creep back to my room 
before it gets dark and 
we can't see through the gloom 
So, once again, thank you for all that you do to inspire the reading and writing of poetry.  There are many grateful teachers in my school who are now buzzing with ideas off the back of what you have started.
Have a wonderful weekend,
[name deleted] 

Monday 27 November 2023

Poems from Ash Grange Primary School, Aldershot

A huge thank you to Emma, an HLTA at Ash Grange Primary School in Aldershot, Surrey, for getting in touch with some poems written by students. I love it when this happens! The students wrote poems based on my world-famous piece 'Just A Book', which you can find on my website. The poems were adapted to the theme of 'war', and I am privileged to be able to share some examples right here on my blog. Well done Ash Grange!

Sunday 26 November 2023

The Bogeyman

When I was little, my parents warned me

about The Bogeyman. If I wasn’t good, they said,

The Bogeyman would come and get me.

They never said what The Bogeyman

would do. They never even told me who

The Bogeyman was, or what he looked like.

I’d go to bed imagining a figure in a long coat,

with limbs that clanked like metal and a barrowful

of bones. Perhaps these were the bones of children

who weren’t good, who wouldn’t brush their teeth

or do their homework. The Bogeyman grinned

as he ghosted through my dreams.

As I got older, I learnt The Bogeyman wasn’t real –

he was just a creature cooked up by grown ups

to scare children. I also discovered  that the world

was scary enough; there was really no need

for The Bogeyman. Look! There he is now,

his barrow empy, his limbs rusting in the rain.

Joshua Seigal

Tuesday 21 November 2023


What have we done

to deserve dogs?

We, who poison the world with greed;

who chisel our neighbours

for a few extra dollars;

who maim, cheat and burn – 

what right have we to a dog’s gifts?

All that warmth, affection

and even forgiveness –

we don’t deserve any of it

and yet this, to them, 

simply doesn’t come into it.

A dog’s love is not transactional. 

We’ve done nothing to deserve dogs.

And they (poor things)

have done nothing to deserve us. 

Joshua Seigal

Monday 13 November 2023

'FRIENDS' - Poems from Year 1, Kenilworth Primary School

I was delighted to pay a visit today to Kenilworth Primary School in Hertfordshire. In Year 1 they had been looking at and discussing my poem 'Friends', which you can view here. They then had a go at writing their own versions. I was incredibly impressed with their work, especially at this relatively early point in the school year. Here are three fantastic examples of what they produced. Well done, Year 1!!

Wednesday 8 November 2023


There’s an anchor in my heart, 

buried deep within my chest,

and I haul it across the seabed 

of my life. From moment to moment, 

from place to place, I lug this thing

which weighs me down. It keeps me

wedded to the dirt and grime that lurks

down there, reminding me I’m not

so far above it all. It makes me ache

with the effort of it all, for love

is a burden, a heavy beast to bear.

I get pulled down, come up for air.

Joshua Seigal