The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

A Poem Written While Dreaming

I’m going for a walk and it’s a normal day,
the sky is yellow and the grass is grey.
The birds are singing, the trees are whistling,
the picnic benches are gold and glistening.
There’s a monkey on the bus, pigs in the shops,
my legs are brooms, my arms are mops.
I’m now on the moon, how did I get here?
There’s a badger running in new sports gear.
There are chocolate stars, purple planets,
I’m now in the zoo hugging pomegranates.

About the Writer

Carl Burkitt

Carl likes telling tales. He tells long tales, short tales, silly tales, sad tales. He tells them online, behind a mic, in books, in schools, and on the sofa with his young family. His debut kids’ collection, Elephants Sleep in Bunk Beds, was published by Beir Bua in 2021.