Welcome To Poetry At Monet

Poetry Page highlights poems by artist and author ‘Maureen Sylvia’ the proprietor of the gallery and well-known for her children’s poetry. Her two books ’Please Say Me I’m a Poem’ and ’Poems to Celebrate Special Days’ are great to read and are available for purchase at the gallery. Each month we will feature one of Maureen’s poems and from time to time a poem by a guest poet who may be ‘big’ or ‘little’.


There are poems for tiny children, for the 6-8 year old fantasy age, for middle primary and older children. There are also poems for 'big' kids, so this book is for grown-ups too! This is a unique anthology of over 100 poems with some set in a West Australian context.
Maureen has illustrated them with her big-eyed 'little' people. You will discover poems that touch your heart. They bring out the child in us all.


This more recent publication is very popular with middle, primary-aged children and is useful at home and school to learn lots of true facts in an enjoyable, group way about our state. The poems are very West Australian and include poems about ANZAC Day, Aboriginal culture, James Stirling, Day of Trees, Mothers’ Day etc. All occasions we celebrate and a valuable resource. Many of the children who have enjoyed these poems now write their own.




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One Hundred Years Ago

“Great Grammy-Grandma,

Please tell about the olden days. Please give me a clue.

Did you really ride to school? Tell me if that’s true!”

Yes, I used to ride my horse down the old bush track

And when time at school was over I came riding back.

Then I’d have my jobs to do before I went to play.

I’d have to milk old Bluebell every single day.

I’d have to get the fire-wood so Mum could cook the tea.

We always ate our vegetables in our large family.

I used to love Mum’s brownies, puff-balloons and home-made bread.

Sometimes we ate kangaroo-tail soup, or rabbit stew, instead.

And early every morning I’d wake up with the sun.

I’d hear the birds all singing. I’d hear them having fun!

Some days I’d make the butter from separated cream.

Mum would always say “Make sure your hands are clean.”

On Saturdays we went to Town in our ‘horse and cart’.

We visited the corner store. There was no super-mart!

Mum bought big bags of flour, and sometimes sugar too.

She’d let me buy the soap-flakes and her bags of washing ‘blue’.

My sister would buy the boiled sweets, that you had to suck, not bite,

While Dad got the tin of kerosene to keep our lamps alight.

The ‘days-gone-by’ were fun dear, but, I must tell you one more thing;

Once my parents got so excited they both began to sing!!

Dad had bought a new invention that tuned into the air.

When you switched it on, there were voices everywhere.

It was called a wireless, and sounds travelled from afar.

We got this many years before our telephone, or car.

But today child, it is different. People all rush to and fro.

No electronic games or television, one hundred years ago.

“Thank you Great Grammy-Grandma. We are so glad to know.”