A Collection Of Poems By Sophie Harding Age 10

• Sohie Harding, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2008

War

I run and walk I feel I talk
and I feel sad
this is the aftermath
I wont travel by that path
I wont stay here anymore
but where is a harbour where I can hide
it follows me inside and takes lives
I can’t even remember
when I had a happy December
I know for things that made us stay
but now I know, now I feel how a country heals
it tries to forget how it feels.
But we have lost mothers and sisters
fathers and sons and I think I should move on
but I still hurt and I feel pain
and I’m not going through that again.
And this is war.

26/11/07





A Poem about Dads

Dads are big, Dads are strong
They’re always right, they’re never wrong

My Dad is handsome my Dad is nice
But when he went to school he got canned twice

My Dad is nice, my Dad is smart
He doesn’t burp, he doesn’t fart

My Dad is tall, his legs are long
He is never right, he is always wrong


Maggie

I once had a horse called Maggie
and what a sight to see
we made it to the Melbourne Cup
yes Maggie and I cleaned up and up and up
we’re in the stalls ready as can be
and when the horn blew I’ll eat you
but his hooves may have clicked on the ground as we ran around
but we work that race
at an incredible pace
and as I held that trophy high
it almost touched the sky.

When I got home
Maggie began to roam
but I put that trophy on the shelf
next to my Christmas elf

26/11/07





I love my mommy and she loves me
we love each other as far as we can see
we read about a married couple in a book
that said one single kiss was all it took
I love my mommy and my mommy loves me
you can look it up
engraved on my cup
I love my mommy and she loves me

26/11/07










Sound

A ping and a bang
I jump and I sang
it rings around re-pet-itiv-ely
so you may see the sound waves
bouncing off the walls
running around re-pet-itiv-ely
so you may see the figures playing like children
climbing up re-pet-itive-ely
so you may see how they piter – patter on the floor
like hurrying children
jumping re-pet-itive-ly so you may see
how they move softly from wall to wall and keep you close
running, jumping, climbing, bouncing
they are all the same to me
they are actions used to display moods
sounds ring in your heads like a common thought
forcing yet on the edge, slowly seeping through your mind
generating images it is imagination
sound is really a dream you cannot grasp.
it will lead you and deceive you
but always through out time it will be sound

26/11/07






Home

When I do my homework
I look out the window
I see grassy plains, rocks and bush
it has been there for years
but now it is going to be destroyed
A boy in my class said we should stop deforestation
because it will hurt the wildlife
but I know it is the blacks who will suffer
their families ancestors saw those trees grow
when one dies it leaves a hole where someone’s last living heirloom once stood.
I have tried to stop it but when I come home I see less trees
it will soon be little left, then it will be gone.

18/12/07












In a Heartbeat 1/5/08

In a heartbeat a hummingbird can flap it’s wing sixty times
Or a rose can grow a bit more
Or someone can die or be born
In a heartbeat happiness can spring up or die unspoken
A lot can happen in a heartbeat or two or three.
You choose.




The Others 1/5/08

The others stand and wait
Away from everything and anything
People brush past it like it’s not there
The other
It sits alone and dejected with nothing left but tears
And an empty shell
Waiting
Waiting and bidding its time, wow!








Dull 1/5/08

Dull lifeless and grey
Black suit grey tie
walk this way
left right
hello, goodbye
dull lifeless empty and boring
I’ll take life please



Darkness is coming 1/4/08

It comes closer and closer
Faster and faster, it approaches too quickly
I crouch, I am afraid
Still it comes closer
I close my eyes
It’s still coming
Almost here…
Then it’s gone








Dreams 22/8/08

Dreams are like a single thread
A yarn woven around your head
They scream and chase things round and round
Images bouncing up and down
They twist and turn and jump and move
A scary funny happy groove
They tell you names and show you faces
They tell you things and take you places
Or when your in a nightmare and you’ve run out of luck
You scream and scream,
then you wake up.