Easter Monday brought sunshine to my Shepherd Poet’s Hut.  Yesterday’s poems are all fluttering inside it, and today brought many more.

First I put up the poems that are already coming in for our Poetry Fence… to see them click here for the Poetry Fence Page.

The Easter Sunday piglets had admirers gathered around them all day.  This is George, with the quite remarkable Half-and-Half Pig.  He’s half Tamworth (dad) and half Old Spot (mum).  It’s as if he’s been dipped in chestnut paint up to his middle.  I can’t count the number of people who asked me to write a poem about him, so I am.

Ansel (6) was very taken with the hens and the whole question of eggs and chickens.  He wrote:
Shell crack
Shell crack
Chicken inside
Peck, peck, peck!

Elin (9) came to the Shepherd Poet’s Hut straight from the bodger and his pole…