Entrants to the Great British Summer poetry competition, in association with Touchwood, have been pouring in this week from our lyrical readers.
Here's some of the entries so far from top poets from the Under 16 and 0ver 16 categories.
Under 16s - Natasha Curran, aged 10.
Winter’s gone, so has cold.
Just wait and see what the summer will hold.
Happiness and laughter and joy too,
loads of fun for me and you.
Splashing about until the day ends,
water guns at the ready soaking my friends.
We are all wet lying on the ground,
Not a peep, not even a sound.
No more time to spend,
the day has come to an end.
Over 16s - A Country Walk in Summer – By Doreen Gardner
Skies so blue, clear, summer is here after winter’s long promise
Cross the field in the early morn, skylark soaring high.
Down to the mill bridge, bricks warmed by the sun.
A chance breeze rustles the reeds, meadow sweet trails the scented air.
Wander along a winding stream, chirpy ducks, fluffy chicks nestle near.
Hear church bells ring, watch the white wedding
Happy summer bride, in a halo shining
Enter a wooded glade touch the gnarled oak a hundred years cool
Breath deep the pink honeysuckle and rose.
Climb the green bank, blood poppies nod their dainty heads
Taste the wild strawberries sun ripe ready to pick.
Too soon fading sun throws shadows o’er the ripe corn
Its last rays draw fragrance from the warm earth
Sunset sends our footsteps slowly wending home
Memories to keep of a country walk in summer.
Ode To The Sea (from Meriden – the centre of England) By Sue Barnes
How nice to be beside the sea
And hear the ocean’s roar
Walk hand in hand along the sand
And paddle by the shore
How nice to see the seagulls fly
And swoop across the foam
Making the calls we know so well
But never hear at home
To feel the sand between your toes
And smell the salty air
Watch children building sandcastles
Relaxing without care
How nice to see the golden sun
Setting across the sky
And watch ships in silhouette
As they go gliding by
How sad, had sad, to leave the sea
And all that it inspires
Making the mundane journey back
The land-locked Midland shires
But still, but still, we shall return
To see the sea once more
To paddle in sparkling waves
And walk the sandy shore
The Summer - Walter G Edmonds
Oh for the summers of long ago
Once I was a child so I should know
Long summer days ever so bright
Daylight lasting almost to midnight
Hot sunny days hardly a breeze
Not even a whisper amongst the trees
English strawberry’s laced with cream
We’ve waited all year for this delicious dream
No holiday abroad but better still
One day at the seaside at Weston or Rhyl
Striking music from the band
And Punch and Judy on the sand
Sand in our shoes our day ends with pride
An ice cream cone and a donkey ride
Oh for those days to come again
Instead of – mostly sunny but with some rain