New Forest
Listen to Vicky ...
We went into the woods today
And played with all the things.
The spiky things
The flicky things
The splashy things
The mossy things
The pony things
The puffy things
The browning things.
The climbing things
The rolling things.
The stompy things
The mulchy things
The grabby things
The soggy things
The broken things
The growing things.
We played with all the things.
And they played back!
Hugging our boots
And scratching our smiles.
Hurrah!
For the revels to be had with such things!
And played with all the things.
The spiky things
The flicky things
The splashy things
The mossy things
The pony things
The puffy things
The browning things.
The climbing things
The rolling things.
The stompy things
The mulchy things
The grabby things
The soggy things
The broken things
The growing things.
We played with all the things.
And they played back!
Hugging our boots
And scratching our smiles.
Hurrah!
For the revels to be had with such things!
This poem is copyright (©) Victoria Nangle 2026
About the Writer
Victoria Nangle
Victoria Nangle is an arts journalist, reviewer, columnist, copywriter, writer of poetry and fiction, organiser of comedy awards, and owner of Brighton Pier (this is total fiction and it must be said she has never owned so much as swimming platform on Brighton Beach, although she does live nearby). She also bakes cakes and knits – just not at the same time. Her poetry has featured on BBC Upload and in the anthology ‘Weaving Our Way Beyond Patriarchy’, and grown up scary stories in ‘Dark Tales: Volume 2’.
