#Poetry – Wet and wild doggy day

Happy barks resound across a damp and soggy noon. Dogs just glad to be let out, their barks create a tune. Some high some low. Some fast some slow. A baritone or two, create a chorus on the grass that’s loud and fun and true.

They march through giant puddles and with each resounding bark, they wag their tails, run and splash, in this wet and sodden park. 

DEE GRANT 2021

Photo by Jack Geoghegan on Pexels.com

Inspired after listening to all the dogs at the local park today. It has been raining heavy for over a week. There are floods in Greater Sydney and up and down the State of NSW. A house was even swept away. Today a break in the weather so lots of dogs and their owners out and about.

Birthday Invite – Spin until You’re Dizzy

You're welcome to my party, I'd love to see you there
With games to play and songs to sing and birthday cake to share
Spin until you're dizzy til the world spins round and round 
Or drink a glass of fizzy and giggle to the ground

Getting excited for my big day. Hope to see you there.

Lots of love


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BY DEE GRANT 2021

This is the first in a series of templates I am creating for greeting cards and invites.

Photo by Chrofit the man to call on at Pexels

#Poetry – Fishing Rod Races

The fish may not be biting but bored they’ll never be, cause they’re running on the boardwalk right there in front of me. 

Are they fishing rods or horses cause they seem to gallop on, pounding the boardwalk with their playful cheery song.

Boys with cheeky grins, with rods extended out. They run the race, reach the end, and turn themselves about. 

With slower pace these thoroughbreds wander back to fish. They bait their hooks, cast their lines. I know for what they wish!

I was walking along the boardwalk today. It was overcast but I was struck by the playfulness of a few boys that had come down with their dad to fish. Fishing with dad as a kid I know it can be ages before you get even a nibble. Great to see these boys were mixing up their day with this odd race along the boardwalk. It was hilarious!

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#Poetry – Fall and leaves and Christmas trees

Fall and leaves and Christmas trees have things in common if you please. For I  was spinning on a chair, lost my balance, landed there.

My fall was on a Christmas tree. It’s baubles were a part of me. With twinkling stars within my hair, I knew it saved me from despair.

It was so soft with leaves of green, it didn’t hurt no bruise was seen. Fall and leaves and Christmas trees now twinkling stars are part of me. 

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Wonder how Santa feels falling down a chimney all the time? This sweet little musing is based on a fall I had when visiting friends a few years ago.

#Poetry – Diving off the pier

The water is lapping against the shore as a boat or two goes cruising by. Kids dive bomb into the water as they launch themselves into the sky.

You worry the tide’s not high enough that they’ll hurt themselves when they do, but instead they climb up the ladder with a laugh and giggle or two.

And on the shore us adults peer earnestly for a cry, they may not be our own kids but our community stands by.

BY DEE GRANT 2020

Pirrama Park is on Sydney Harbour to the west side of the Sydney Harbour Bridge.
It is a treelined family friendly park with barbeques and a boardwalk. The area is one of the most densely populated suburbs with high-rise apartments all around as they take in the harbour views. That makes this park a great space for kids to get out and about in the sunshine and play.

Pier at Pirrama Park on Sydney Harbour

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  • Giggle – type of laugh usually heard in children
  • Dive bomb – dive to get the maximum splash. Most kids start diving and then curl themselves up into a ball. They bend their legs up high, wrap their arms around their legs, and pull their head in before they hit the water.
  • Tide – High tide is when the water is deepest. Low tide is when there isn’t as much.
  • Peer – to look very hard for something

#Poetry – Kids at the park

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Kids playing soccer and shouting out when they score. It’s good to distract me from my weekend chores. 

Kids playing handball over chalk on the path. They just pressure cleaned it last week so I had to have a laugh.

Kids running around the tree and squealing out with glee. It’s just a sunny Saturday at a park next to me.

Suns going down now so off they go, to eat and sleep and learn and grow.

BY DEE GRANT 2020

#Poetry – Cusp of summer

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(with ausio) I love a good summer it’s a signature event. We watch Bondi Rescue and hang near the air vent. It’s an Australian way of life much like barbies and beer, but on the cusp of summer you may well need to fear. Cause there’s nothing reliable when you’re in this space. One day hot then it’s cold. It’s all over the place. You pack up the doona given it’s November and all, and then shiver and shake as you walk up the hall.

Now don’t get me wrong cause we’re getting well prepared, the sunnies are out and no thought has been spared. We’ve checked that the beach gear is right to go, and the weather more reliable…shouldn’t be a mo. Day light saving kicks in so a bit of a lurk, you can go for a swim once you get home from work. In the meantime have that brollie and doona at hand, cause you don’t know what’s coming…in this great southern land.

This is todays little rhyme. On the cusp of summer Sydney goes through these topsy turvy days. One week with icy blasts from the south pole, thunder storms, rain. Today it’s hot and humid with a warm wind.

Photo of Bondi Beach by Larry Snickers from PexelsPeople Running in to the Water

#Poetry – Squeals of delight

Park with Purple Jacarandas – 2020 – Dee Grant

A short little ditti for a warm sunny day. With squeals of delight the kids are at play.

Cute kids and puppies are out on display. They’re saying hello and it’s such a great day.

Woof woof woof and a bark bark bark. It’s all happening in our green leafy park.

Some prancing around to say “come look at me”, are those sweet little pooches with furry pedigrees.

I hope you enjoy this sweet little rhyme, cause our green leafy park is worth taking the time.