The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

This Plastic Is Not Fantastic

Far out in the ocean, a puffin circles round.
She needs to feed her baby ... I wonder what she’s found?
There's something in the water: A fish, she thinks. Fantastic!
She has no way of knowing that it’s just a piece of plastic.
This won't feed her young chick, it’ll make him feel quite sickly.
But as it smells and looks like food, she flies home with it quickly.

On the beach, a mum and child are walking hand-in-hand.
They’re picking up the rubbish that’s been dumped onto the sand.
It’s such a help to puffins and a simple thing to do.
The next time you are at the beach, collect some rubbish too!

Far down on the seabed, a turtle swims around.
He needs to feed his baby... I wonder what he’s found?
There’s something in the coral: A fish, he thinks. Fantastic!
He has no way of knowing it’s a bag, made out of plastic.
The turtle tries to set it free; he gets himself all tangled.
He starts to splash and thrash around, he's feeling rather strangled.

Back inland, a dad and son are buying food for Mum.
They do not need a plastic bag; they've bought a cotton one.
It’s such a help to turtles and a simple thing to do.
The next time you go to the shops, bring out your own bag too!

Far south in Antarctic, a penguin waddles round.
She needs to feed her babies ... I wonder what she’s found?
There's something in the water: A fish, she thinks. Fantastic!
She has no way of knowing that the fish has swallowed plastic.
Small specks are in the food chain: in plankton and in krill.
Passed on to fish, then penguins, it can make them feel quite ill.

Back inland a gran and child are queuing up for juice.
They’ve brought along their own cups, to avoid the single use.
It’s such a help to penguins and a simple thing to do.
The next time you are buying drinks, fill up your own cup too!

Our sea is filled with plastic, it’s so hard for life to thrive.
But if we all make changes, we can keep the sea alive!

About the Writer


Sue Lancaster

Sue is a children's writer living in South West London with her husband, two children and pet budgie, Buddy. Before turning her hand to writing, Sue worked in TV as a Production Manager and got her degree in Media Studies at the University of East London. She grew up in Clacton on the coast of Essex and spent much of her childhood writing stories and poems, playing with her three cats, and being tormented by her two older brothers.