Playground Pandemonium: sonnet poems for primary school about break duty and headteacher life

As a teacher, I love writing silly sonnets and poems for primary school.

This poem was inspired by The Toy Press and their poetry prompt word of the week: Pandemonium.

If my headteacher is reading this poem, I know you do many playtime duties and most certainly do not have a red, velvet chaise-longue in your office. (I think yours is blue 😜)

Playground Pandemonium

We run outside, three hundred kids and me

Our primal screams for fifteen minutes soar

We chase the playground’s silence into trees

and fill our little concrete world with roars

Within a second Tyler’s lost his tooth

Savannah’s scraped the skin from both her knees

Humberto’s hurled a hula hoop at Ruth

Rebecca’s rolled her bogies up like peas

The twins have tied Miss Taylor to the slide

From high up in her office Miss Durand

a clutch of custards creams right by her side

surveys the scene, a latte in her hand

She smiles and then she shuts the louvre blinds

and on her velvet red chaise-longue, reclines

Mark Bird

Playground Pandemonium: poems for primary school