Biography of kate williams
Kate Williams is a published poet, writing both for children and for adults. Her children's poems are written for publication, and for use in her school workshops. Her adult poetry is chiefly for performance.
You will find poems for all ages, topics and moods in her collection here.
She has contributed to numerous national and international anthologies for youngsters, one of her poems also featuring in National Curriculum support material. She has produced two collections of her own, both for children: 'Sailing through the Sky',2006(sold out) and 'Wildlife Poems',2009 - details on her website.
Further details of her writing and associated work can be found on her website: poemsforfun.wordpress.com
kate williams's Works:
Wildlife Poems, ISBN 9780953842841, UK retail price: £4.99; £2 at her events.
Swinging through the Sky - Poems for Children (sold out) .
kate williams Poems
Last week, a new boy came in the door. He'd gone to a different school before. He didn't join in - just sat on the floor, So we
Decisions In The Food Hall
Three for two! Four for three! Ten per cent extra! One extra free!
Jaguars And Jaguars
People think I have four wheels, And another one, too, to sit behind. They think I go Brmm, Brmm! Toot, toot!
Suddenly it's bean time! Yes, we've got beans: Fresh beans, green beans, Long, wiggly lean beans,
Pound Pound Pound Pound
Hippos And Haikus
A rhinoceros Fits neatly in a haiku But a hippopot...
Tiny gift-wrap bow Lifting Drifting Lifting
Haunted By The Hungry
By Seaside Trees (Haiku)
Can I hear the sea Rushing, or the trees hushing? Or waves in the trees?
What’s in a phone call? A wavelength shared, Two minds linked,
Racing Down An A-Road
I’m hurtling through spring countryside, Mirror crammed with van, Nose at tail. “FAST! ” I see it shout.
Free gift, free gift. When would you have to pay? Or when would a present not be free, to put it a different way.
We're warned about global warming - Warned of it every day. We're warned about global warming - Warned it's coming our way.
There once was a swimmer called John Who swam with no swimming trunks on. They were on to begin - until he dived in - A bad start to his triathlon.
Tiny gift - wrap bow
Over the hedgerow
Over the rainbow