short personification poems

Personification Poem



I live in a beach shed



I can see a table and a hovercraft



I can hear the waves crashing

and a madman dashing



I have a woodworm called Neville



I am 70 redwoods old



I remember my screws coming loose

and the noise of a goose



I am afraid of German towels



I dream of Ronseal woodstain



I heard a whistle



I do not understand the use of Palm Springs



My name is Woody Canvas

Personification Poem



I live in a little beach hut



I can see waves crashing



I can smell salty air and seaweed



I have a secret little sister (called body board)



I am only young at heart



I remember the first wave I caught



I am afraid of sharks



I dream of catching huge waves in Hawaii



I heard nothing, there was silence on the beach



I do not understand a sea with no waves



My name is Wave Catcher

Personification Poem



I live in a glass jar on a wooden bench top



I can see huge creatures in all colours,

standing staring at me



I can smell oils, perfumes and sometimes sweat



I have a very stiff back from standing here so long



I am as old as the hills



I remember a time when I was stood tall

in the forest with my family



I am afraid of being stuck in a banana split

and given to one of the mini monsters



I dream of being in a tequila sunrise in Mauritius



I heard a rumour that this beach bar

here in Pwllelli is to shut



I do not understand why I never made it to a

1st class 5 star resort.



My name is Ursula the Cocktail Umbrella

Personification Poem



I live on the promenade



I can see the sea lapping on the shore,

children playing and adults arguing



I can hear the seagulls crying

and the brass band playing



I have a bolt made from gold



I am from the age of happy holidays



I remember when I was always chosen first



I am afraid of the winter



I dream of being restored to my former glory

and being used on the pier



I heard that the beach is going to close



I do not understand how I have lasted so long



My name is Deck Chair

Personification Poem



I live by a cave



I can see the sea and waves crashing,

Boats bobbing and a pier rocking



I can hear children playing nearby



I have a fossil hidden inside me



I am forever old



I remember when I was much bigger



I am afraid of the rough sea shrinking me



I dream of being picked!



I heard children playing, picking others



I do not understand why not me?



My name is pebble

Personification Poem



I live at 12 Sweaty Close by the beach



I can see the front gate (of 12 Sweaty Close)



I can hear Sarah asking where I am



I have some leather from a cow’s behind



I am coming up for my 3rd birthday



I remember my time in the field



I am afraid of Sarah’s foot



I dream of Sarah’s other foot



I heard once, a bell



I do not understand why I was left and not right?



My name is Abandoned

Personification Poem



I am a traveller, temperature controlled



I lived in a cold box



I can see sand, my basic component



I can hear the tide



I have internal bubbles



I am infinite and recycleable



I remember being sand



I am afraid of losing my sharp edge



I dream of being a tinted windscreen



I heard laughter



I do not understand why I was cherished

and then abandoned



My name is Amstel Bottle

Personification Poem



I live by the sharp, craggy rocks on the penisula



I can see glistening water, ships,

buoys, donkeys and vessels



I can taste the salt of the sea



I have a spiral wooden staircase



I am as old as the tides



I remember pirates pillaging and smuggling rum



I am afraid of becoming useless



I dream of guiding ships home to safety



I heard the caw of the seagulls

and roar of motors



I do not understand when my lights won’t shine

(power cut)



My name is Beam the lighthouse