Banana Poems

Banana Poems




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Every morning I write a poem on a banana for my children to take to school. I have committed myself passionately to doing it, it’s quite worrying. It often makes us late. I give it ten minutes to appear in my pen, all while gulping coffee in the kitchen, waiting for the toast to ping, sitting on the loo. Not a perfect poem, a poem of the moment. A poem just because…

The banana poems then go to school and get read out in class by the teacher. Sometimes other parents have a go too because art is infectious and creative silliness matters. Banana poems are also a great way of making healthy food fun.

I have written a lot of banana poems over the last few years. 125 of them are in this book, themed by season, mood and inclination. I want to offer them to you and the Joy Revolution.

Please read, share, write them on your children’s bananas, or your banana, or the banana of someone who needs it. Then have a go at writing your own! Remember writing on a banana with a biro is like ice skating with bliss.

“Liv Torc has always been a bit bananas, in the best possible way. And every day, she advertises the fact with fruit-borne poesy - taken into the world in the hearts and hands of her children. What a brilliant thing to do. It makes you want to do the same, and now you can... I would, except my kids hate bananas.” Jonny Fluffypunk

"These handy bendy banana poems are an utter joy. Rarely, if ever, has there been an opportunity like this to enjoy such an abundance of short, fun, heartfelt, cosmic, down to earth wisdom poetry written hurriedly on the side of fruit. Nibble them slowly, juggle them or scoff them down in one for a perfect lift, without messing with your sugar levels." - Chris Redmond


I’m a calmer banana
since I stopped swinging on a tree.
A custard canoe of cool
bobbing on a fruit bowl sea.


I’m a breakfast club banana,
up earlier than the sun.
I really LOVE the mornings
much more than my mum!


Monday morning, we’re running late,
Mummy gets a bit irate.
She has no time to formulate
a rhyme for this banana.


This morning
the walk to school was frosty,
our fingers tingled then turned blue.
We pressed our noses to icy railings
and stuck to them like glue.


We’re dancing in the kitchen
with boogie woogie spins,
twirling round the lino,
crashing into bins.
The music makes us happy,
pulsing through the floor.
Mummy turns it up
and we conga out the door.

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Mary Jul 7, 2019

5 out of 5 stars

A beautifully illustrated and deeply moving poem, Thanks Liv Torc!

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