I had a strange feeling to write a children’s poem today. For a few years in my life, I turned to teacher training and spent 8 months as a teacher of my own class. It wasn’t for me, but I do look back fondly at some of the memories.
Some of the best memories I have working as a teacher were when we covered poetry. Quite often poetry has a stigma of being boring- but I so enjoyed seeing the engrossed look on my class’ faces as they watched poetry recitals: ‘Chocolate Cake’ by Michael Rosen and ‘Talking Turkeys’ by Benjamin Zephaniah being our favourites (and the latter being very Christmas appropriate- in a way- so check it out!). I also loved the looks of enjoyment and pride in their faces as they wrote creative and wonderful poems of their own- me being me, I made sure it was very descriptive and magical as a topic.
I am a bit of a sucker for sharing my nerdy love of dragons, wizards and anything magical! Opening up new worlds to others is a favourite!
So here is my children’s dragon poem- I hope you and the younger generations in your life enjoy it- and I’ll have to see if I can create a few more like the magical poems I created as a teacher.
A dragon hides deep in this cave, Curled up atop a mountain of gold. They say he’s killed over a thousand men, With his long talons and powerful jaws.
The bard says his scales shine like onyx, As if he’s cloaked by the night sky itself. His snores vibrate the air in the mountain, And the stale air burns hot from the smoke. (Don’t go in there!)
They say a magician once spoke with him, And the dragon spoke words beyond wise. He spoke of the gaps in the universe, And how he watches the stars in the sky.
A dragon hides deep in this cave, In a slumber lasting many a human lifetime. He lies atop his millennia-collected hoard of treasure, But that is all that I’ve been told.