Poem by Jan Dean

In the Moroccan garden


in the green shade

five tortoises


eyes shut slits

toes tucked

into shiny shells


when they wake

they are lumbering stones

their claws click

on blue tiles


their slow jaws

gently mash

pale lettuce


beside them

the fountain sings

like tiny glass bells

and the tortoises

dip their heads

and drink the music


Jan Dean

(From The Penguin in Lost Property; Jan Dean & Roger Stevens; Macmillan 2014)







3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Paul Beech
    Jun 26, 2014 @ 06:44:06

    Jan, a poem for kids to relish and roll around the tongue – brilliant! Welcome to BLAZE Blog.



  2. Jan Dean
    Jun 26, 2014 @ 08:45:55

    thank you 🙂


  3. Maureen Weldon
    Jun 28, 2014 @ 23:13:16

    What a lovely, lovely poem Jan, it is indeed brilliant.


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