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Poetry

This writing is largely unamended

A collection of poems by Bonsai and Poplar POW! Groups (October to December 2010) supported by Mrs Dankowycz and Mrs Ellis, from Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

This was Bonsai and Poplar POW! Group's first attempt at making up a limerick. What a great job they did!

There was a giant hairy dog Who chased a slimy purple frog. The frog hid outside, And got on a ride, Then hid in a log from the dog.

The next day the groups worked in pairs to rearrange the lines of poems into limericks then made up a group one about funny elephants. Here they are.

	There was a cheeky circus clown, Who liked to ride around the town. He rode on one wheel And fell on some peel Got up, and dusted himself down.
There was a little old man Who slipped on a rusty tin can. He stuttered, "Oh dear" And fought back a tear Landing right on the butcher's van.
	There was a small boy who liked fairs, Who never sat still on the chairs. He ate huge hot dogs With slimy green frogs, The size of a grisly bear.
There were some funny el-e-phants Who always lost their special pants. They went on the stage Got locked in a cage Then fell in a nest of ants.

A deconstruction poem by Ellie O, James, Tom, Nakai, Haziq and Ellie:

Goose Fair

It it's October,
It must be Goose Fair!
Around more than 700 years.
This year, started Wednesday, ended Sunday,
An extra day!
Funfair rides never seen before
Thrill ride favourites
The Enterprise, the Observation Wheel, closed gondolas,
Helter Skelter, carousel rides, Waltzers, Ferris wheel,
The Roller.
Enjoy stalls, treats, burgers, mushy peas, even chips.
Fun for everyone
A big loud festival.

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A collection of poems by 4 Poplar Group, Year 4 POW! (January to March 2010) supported by Mrs King from Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

POW! Limericks - here is one we did as a group

There was a man who we called Glen Who ate crisps in his big red tent. His belly was like jelly. His feet were very smelly. That's why he is ten stone ten.
	There was a long tall man called Fred Who ate fried pizza on his blue bed. Ted said to his friend Stop eating pizza Fred! You will end up with a rounded head. By Mitchell
There was a javelin thrower man called Frank Who thought he could throw pots and pans. No said the games official You need a long thistle As these games are for garden watering cans. By Jalle
	There was a man who was called Sam. Who sat on a chair and ate jam And then ate some ham. After he wanted some spam After that he wanted to see his Pam. By Carly
There were two spacemen called Ted and Blue Who tried to fly in a hot air balloon. They did not reach far The aeroplane blew Then went crashing down like blogs of glue. By Louis

Rain Trickle trickle everywhere raindrops thunders lightning Splashing rain coats soaked umbrellas Dark clouds drains overflowing quickly Wellington boots splashing puddles Drenched squelch drenched Pitter patter splash driving rain

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A collection of poems by 4 Bonsai Group, Year 4 POW! (January to March 2010) supported by Mrs Dankowycz from Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

Poetry Limericks - February 2010
Hannah, Kasim, Alex and Jack laughed so much when they read the poem they made up about Bert and his pet wearing a skirt. Read on!

There was a little boy called Bert Who had a pet with a pink skirt He liked to eat meat With his hands and feet And jump in the muddy wet dirt.

Everyone had a chance to organise lines to make them rhyme. Here are the poems they made.

	There was a tiny boy called Dan Who drank from a lemonade can Because it was fizzy He became quite dizzy And fell out of his father's van.
There was a young girl called Emma Who carried a big umbrella. Her cat was called Cuddles, She splashed in puddles And she loved her best friend Gemma.

This is a limerick that Jack wrote at home:

There was a little boy called Jack Who misbehaved and got the sack. His dad had no money And that's not funny, Jack went back for lots of Blu Tac.

Kasim made everyone chuckle with his limerick that he wrote at home:

There was a boy who was called Tom Who liked games like Ping Pong. He liked his pet frog And his other pet dog And got hit by an enormous bomb.

Alex and his mum enjoyed writing this limerick. We thought it was funny.

There was a little dog called Max Who I liked to play with at my friend Jack's. He likes to play in mud I don't think he should, Because he leaves all dirty tracks.

Hannah giggled when she read her poem to the group. We think she did a really good job writing it.

There was a cool girl called Hannah Who worked all day with a spanner She tried to ignore The sign on the door They couldn't fit through it, poor Hannah!

Deconstruction Poem
When the umbrella opened some of the children in Bonsai and Poplar POW! groups said, "Oooh, it's raining words and pictures." They had a brilliant time using them to create a poem. They added a few extra words where they thought they were needed.

Hannah, Kasim, Jack and Alex were given a challenge to write six words each, in 5 minutes, that they could use to construct another rain poem. Here is the brilliant result.

	Lightning, storm, rumble, windy, rain pitter-pattering. Wet, soggy, water dribbling down roads Like a tap dribbling and splashing. Puddles everywhere. Floods like a feast river flowing, People dripping wet and damp.

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A collection of poems by Year 4 Bonsai and Poplar POW! groups (Sep-Nov 2009), assisted by Mrs Dankowycz and Mrs King - Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

Poetry Limericks

Bonsai and Poplar POW! groups had a brilliant time listening to limericks written by others and enjoyed clapping the beat of the syllables in their names. Bonsai group thought their poem was hilarious and could not stop laughing when they shared it with other children. What do you think of their first attempt at poetry limericks?

There was a young boy with long hair Who sat on a chair at Goose Fair He fell on his head And went straight to bed With plasters and bandages wrapped round his hair By Bonsai Group Mohammed, Hiba, Preston and Chloe
There was a young lad from Carlton Who ate grubs and snails by the ton He played with his mates Outside the school gates Until Sir shouted "School's more fun!" By Mrs Dankowycz
There was a boy who loved Man. U. And fell in a bucket of stew He cried like a baby His dad's in the Navy And mum just hadn't a clue By Mrs Dankowycz
Bonsai POW! Group were challenged to write individual Poetry Limericks. They found writing the first two lines were quite easy, but needed a few ideas to get the other lines to rhyme. They were really happy with the end result.
There was a boy with a big rat Who was fat and found a cuddly mat And then went to sea And got stung by a bee Then found a really big fat bat. by Preston
There was a little boy with crazy hair Who had a cat that looked like a bear The cat sat in bed Waiting to be fed And jumped high on to his little chair By Mohammed
There was a young boy with a bat Who landed on a silly black spotty mat He liked bread and milk Mum liked to wear silk And the bat liked to chase the cat By Chloe
There was a young girl called Polly Who fell on a strawberry lolly Her friend was the best And wanted a rest But not in a mountain of holly! By Hiba
There was a girl who had a pet Who sat on her bed and ate and ate He got fatter and fatter But it really didn't matter Because the girl took him to the vet By Tom
Mrs King and Poplar Group had such a lot of fun bouncing ideas off each other to write their first shared Poetry Limerick. We all think it is really funny, do you agree?
There was a boy who wore a tutu Who flipped up side down and did a moo-moo! His mum said, "Oh dear What a silly little tear, Now take off your frilly little tutu."
Deconstruction Poetry The children in Bonsai Group and Poplar Group were challenged by Mrs Dankowycz and Mrs King to build a word bank of interesting words which they thought their lunchtime was like and arrange them into a poem. How do you think they did?
Lunchtime Playtime, children having fun, Running and playing games. Bell ringing, children lining up talking, Starving, Picking up lunchboxes, Dinner ladies chatting sometime shouting. Food, smelly food, curry, Servers at the table, Quiet, silence, Dinner ladies "Thank you" song, Singing, Eating sandwiches and crisps and lovely cakes, Playtime again, fun, noise, Whistle blows, lunchtime's over, Back to class. By Mohammed, Chloe, Preston and Hiba Bonsai Group
Lunchtime Lining up, children talking, quiet please, Dinner ladies on duty in their thick coats, Children chatting, silence, quiet please, Serving spoons, yummy smells, food, thank you Knives, forks clinking, children eating, Smiling children, noisy games, fun and laughter Playing, running, having fun, Whistle blows, lunchtime's over, back to class. By Tom, Oliver, Kirsty and Thomas Poplar Group

A collection of poems by the Year 4 Push On Writing Group (May-July 2009) from Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

The Poets: Luke, Sky, Elliot and Grace, assisted by Mrs Dankowycz

Poetry limericks

The POW group were keen to write a shared poem and enjoyed counting out the syllables or beats in the words. They practised by counting out the syllables in their names.

There was a young boy called Big Mac Who jumped in a great big black sack He could not get out So he gave a shout Then he screamed, "Just get me out Jack!"

First attempts at writing limericks. Everyone enjoyed writing the nonsense limericks and helping each other with the rhyming endings. We hope you enjoy reading them.

Tuesday 30th June 2009
Poets and they did not really know it!

Luke and Elliot had a great time coming up with a sunburst of summer words which they arranged into a fabulous poem that they are really proud of. They also added a few connectives and line openers to make the poem sound better. What do you think about their first attempt at a Deconstruction Poem?

Summer

Summer is hot and relaxing,
A nice time for an ice-cream,
Good for holidays and trips,
Visits to Skegness, Canary Islands and Spain,
Making sandcastles with buckets and spades,
Playing in water with pebbles and rocks,
Wearing sun hats, caps and sunglasses,
Eating ice-cold ice-lollies, mussels and strawberries and cream,
Dreaming about the Banana Ride, arcades and water parks,
This is summer.

Monday 6th July 2009
Luke and Elliot rearranged the words they cose for their previous Deconstruction Poem about summer into this fabulous one. They chose to have a smaller poem by discarding some of the original words and created something they are proud of.

This is Summer

Summer is about holidays and sandcastles,
Playing with buckets and spades.
A time for ice-cream and ice-lollies.
Good for visits to the Canary Islands and Skegness,
Dreaming and relaxing in water parks.
Wearing sun hats and sunglasses,
Eating strawberries and cream.
Summer is hot!

POW! Poetry by the Year 4 Push On Writing Group from Parkdale Primary School,
Carlton, Nottingham

We are poets
Limericks and poems by: Arron, Chloe, Rowan and Hollie
with help from
Mrs Dankowycz

In our POW! session today we started writing limericks which gave us such a laugh! Everyone
had such great ideas. Here are two of the limericks which just rolled off our tongues:

Mat There was a big, black bat called Mat, Who was so fat and hated cats He flew like a plane And met his friend Cain, And then they saw some silly rats!

The Circus Clown There was a funny circus clown Who loved to juggle big round clouds She liked to make fries And ate them with flies And had such a nasty big frown

Limericks by Arron, Chloe, Rowan and Hollie, February 2009

Limericks by Chloe: There was a really huge fat cat Who couldn't get off his big mat He wanted his dinner Because he was a winner And then fell asleep on his mat.

There was a rabbit called Snowy Who ate carrots and sneezed on Chloe. She liked to run for fun Then came back and had a bun And had a laugh with her friend Joey. There was a girl called Chloe Who loved her rabbit called Snowy. Chloe was bright, Snowy was white, Together they both watched a kite And together they tickled Joey.

Limericks by Arron:

There was a boy called Dan Who loved to drive his van. He went to West Ham, Got stuck in a jam And saw an old lady pushing a pram.

There was a young boy called Mick, Who broke all his toys with a stick, But his mum got upset And sent him to bed So now his friends call him thick Mick!

There was a man called Luke, Who sold ice-cream to a duke, But it melted on duke So he went back to Luke And Luke asked, "What's up duke?"

Limericks by Rowan:

There was a clown who had a frown, Who met some clowns and went to town. He just hung around town And wasn't a good clown, He ran around without a sound.

Limericks by Hollie:

There was a silly big fat bat, Who loved to be with her black cat. She hates the big map And tries not to clap. She's the one who loves her small rat.

There was a cool fat silly chap, Who tried to be a silly bat. He said he needs a cat And he wants his rat, He also said, "Who needs a slap?"

There was a scary big fat bat, Who loved to eat a silly cat. She didn't like any dinner, But clapped like a winner, Then ran like a skinny small rat.

We had a shower of winter words which helped us to create this Deconstruction Poem. We moved them about on a large piece of card until we were happy with the poem.

Winter is dark, misty, cold and icy. Frost, hail and snow, white snowflakes. Chilly, frozen, crunchy icicles that melt, Dripping, slushy ice water. Hat, scarf, gloves. Snowman, snowball, sledge. FREEZE.

By Arron, Chloe and Hollie

Rowan, Arron, Chloe and Hollie used the winter words and arranged them in a different way to create this wonderful poem. Rowan realised that he was a fantastic poet.

We listened to a poem about spring to get us in the mood for creating our own group poem using a 'sunburst' of springtime words. Everyone had already noticed the change in weather, the longer daylight hours and the flowers beginning to burst out of the ground.

Signs of Spring

Longer warmer days begin, Sunny showery days, Rainbows are bright. Trees are blowing, blossom is growing. Busy bees flutter and make honey, Baby birds hatch and sing. Birds grow feathers. Chicks in nests cheep and chirp, Farmers grow crops. New fluffy lambs skipping in the fields, Plants, daffodils and bluebells growing beautifully, This is the beginning of spring. By Arron, Chloe, Rowan and Hollie

POW! Poetry by the Year 4 Push On Writing Group from Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Nottingham

Limericks and poems are by: Ashlea, Emily, Rachael and Max (with help from Mrs
Dankowycz and Mrs Ellison)

The POW! group had a wonderful time writing poetry limericks. What do you think of their first
efforts as group writers?

There was a girl called Emily, Who liked to dance a fine ballet. She liked to boogie And drink really sweet tea, But then one day she learned to ski. By Yr4 POW! Group, Parkdale Primary School
	There was a young rabbit called Floppy Who chomped carrots and sneezed on my knee He played hockey and cheats When people give him treats And he likes to swim in the sea. By Yr4 POW! Group, Parkdale Primary School

There was a small girl called Ashlea, Who liked to spend all day drinking tea. She went to the ball, Then danced with them all, Then Ashlea saw a big scary bee! By Ashlea, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
	There was a girl called Emily Who loved to paddle in the sea. She fell down a hole and disturbed a mole And then she said, "It wasn't me!" By Emily, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
There was a young boy called Simon Who liked to have a lot of fun. He played lots of pranks And never got thanks, Then he decided, "I'm all done." By Emily, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
	There was a sweet young girl called Boo, Who simply loved trips to the zoo. But when she got there, There was only a bear. What was poor little Boo going to do? By Emily, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary

In their POW! sessions, Emily and Max had a wonderful time creating a Deconstruction Poem
using a fair as a theme. They used their "thought shower" of words to create a poem that they
are really proud of:

The Fair Children eating hotdogs. People talking, laughing. Looking worried, excited. Sweets, candyfloss and chips. Shows, music, MAGIC! By Emily and Max, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
Emily and Max couldn't stop their "thought shower" of fairground words from flowing. What do you think about this poem that they created from single words which they shuffled around until they were happy with the end result?
The Fairground Sunny, dark, cloudy, noisy, exciting fair. Lights, sparkling, shimmering. Happy faces. Shouting! People munching toffee apples, Smelling mushy peas, Vinegar and ketchup. By Emily and Max, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
Poets and they didn't really know it! Max, Rachel, Emily and Ashlea's "thought shower" produced a terrific "bank" of Autumn words that they arranged with Mrs Ellison into a great poem.
Autumn Autumn leaves fall, orange, red and brown, Cold winds blow. RAIN! Damp, muddy puddles, Hats, scarves, coats. Animals hibernate, Birds migrate. Shorter days and longer nights. GOOSE FAIR! Toffee apples. HALLOWEEN!!! By Max, Rachel, Emily and Ashlea, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary
	"POW!" "POW!" is fun, "POW!" is great. When I got there I saw my mate! "POW!" is fab And it's at school. Everybody thinks it's COOL!
By Max, Rachel, Emily and Ashlea, Yr 4, Parkdale Primary School, Carlton, Notts

POW! Poems and Limericks from Ms Hackett's Yr6 POW! Group, Carsic Primary School,
Sutton-in-Ashfield, Notts:

What would I be? If I wasn't human Then what would I be A cow, a pig or a buzzing bee Would I live in the Nile Would I be a crocodile Would I live in space Would I leave a trace Would I come out at night Would I give people a fright Would I come out in the day Would I have a party in May I don't know what I'll be If I just wasn't me It's all a mystery And soon it will be history. By William Dutton

There was a man called Sprocket Who went to the moon in a rocket The rocket went bang His head went clang And found his brain in his pocket. By Natalie Whitehead

There was a lady called Kerry Who loves eating cherries She played the ball In the hall The beautiful lady called Kerry By Denna Jacob

There was a herd of tramps
Who loved eating underpants
The herd of tramps
Panted and danced
Oh silly old tramps

By Nathan Frankish

There was a boy called Fred Who had an injury to his head He had a bump Caused by a lump Silly boy Fred By Natalie Whitehead

There was a boy who had a duck Who always had lots of luck He had a friend called Med Who loved her bed There was a boy who had luck By Courtney Powell

POW! Poems from Miss Bowers POW! Group, Carsic Primary School,
Sutton-in-Ashfield, Notts:

POW is fun! POW is POWerful! POW is a thing! Miss Bower lets us have bling!

POW is exciting!
POW is wicked!
POW is sweet!
When Miss Bowers gives us a treat!

By Leah Grainger

POW is great
POW is fab
POW is driving Miss Bowers mad!

POW is cool POW is fun POW is powerful For all of us By Kristina Tripkovic

POW is cool!
For us at school
POW is great!
Mini books, stories, poems and letter
Give us POW!

By Cody Staniland

POW is wicked! POW is mad! POW is a great place to have! and POW is WOW! By Macorley Gleghorn

Lovely POW!
Cool POW!
POW is fun!
and tasty to have
Come to POW
and you will be wowed!

By Macorley Gleghorn

POW is fun POW is cool POW is for us at school! By Cody Staniland

POW is fun
POW is mad
How helpful is that?

By Kelly Broderick

Powerful POW, WOW Wicked stories, letters and poems How cool and amazing is that? WOW, is that POW? By Kelly Broderick

POW is powerful
POW is WOW
POW is amazing and it shows you how

By Krystian Michalik

POW is great
POW is fun
POW is helpful for all of us

By Krystian Michalik

POW! Limerick from Ricky at Abbey Gates Primary School, Ravenshead, Notts:

There was a young man from France
Who never wanted to dance
He went to a lake
And swallowed a cake
He lived his whole life with no chance

POW! Limericks from Carsic Primary School, Sutton in Ashfield, Notts

There was a lady called Kerry
Who loved a man called Gladberry
She gave him a kiss
He gave it a miss
So she went out with John Terry
By Shannon

There was a lady called Kerry
Who loved her hamster called Cherry
She gave her a nut
He let out a tut
Now he is known as Fred Terry
By Kirsten

There was a lady called Kerry
Who loved a man called John Terry
She gave him a kiss
He let out a hiss
So she moved on to Fred Perry
By Max

There was a lady called Kerry
Who went out with one John Terry
She went to the pub
Stuck him in a tub
So she went home with Fred Perry
By Kallum

There was a lady called Kerry
Who was only eating red cherries
She played with the ball
She went to the hall
That is a nice woman called Kerry
By Dona

There was a teacher called Kerry
Who had a boyfriend called Terry
She ate some berries
So she ate Terry's
And she ran off with Perry
By Michael

There as a young girl called Kerry
Who fancied a man called Fred Merry
She gave him a snog
He gave out a dog
So she moved on to Pat Berry
By Georgia

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The Rain Poem

the river swallows it whole
the ragged clouds retreat
watching the downpour
water spews out
help disaster car washed away
deluge downpour
spots of rain
rising river
help save me
A patch of blue sky
a hero
disaster don't leave me
deafening roar
umbrella blows away
drains not coping
drip drip drip
a patch of blue dry
puddles on pavements
spots of rain
drains coping
Ricky and Emily, Y5 POW! students, Abbey Gates School, Ravenshead, Notts

Some tongue twisting poems...

Seashells seashells
She sells seashells
The shells from the seashore
Are the shells from the sea.

Swan Swan Swan
Swimming in the Swamp
Sammy and his friends swamp along
All day long

Witch Witch Witch
Which is the Witch
that witches my friends and I
on Halloween night?

by Emogene Shaw
Y3, St Mary's Catholic Primary School, Derby

Poems sent in by Highfield Hall Primary School, Chesterfield
Witten by Year 2 students, using "All Write Now" strategies:

Dinner in Space

Licking and sucking the pinky-purple liquid dinner
Food-chopping robot trimmer
Leave the food, get thinner and thinner
Eat it all up and be a winner
Here comes the hoovering spaceship spinner-strimmer!
by Daniel B, Jason, Hannah, Benjamin and Kurt

Adventure in Space

I wish I could go for an adventure in space
Floating through the air with grace
In space I might be able to tie my lace
In space I would like to trace
I would like to have a race
Courtney, Ashley, Lewis, Sarah and Jack S

Super Car

In the future I would like a magic car.
Maybe it would travel to a sparkling star,
Speeding away very far.
I wouldn't just use it to go to the Spar.
Wouldn't it be good if you could keep it in a jar.
Daniel S, Sian, Jack H, Warren and Rebecca S

Landing on the Moon

Blasting off our Earth with a whooshing, roaring VROOM!
Keeping us safe in a cold metal cocoon.
In the dark, dark sky floating like a white, white balloon,
Coming in to land in the late afternoon.
Engine is not working now we are forever marooned.
Chloe, Sam, Jessica, Richard and Nathan

Tomorrow's School

Schools in the future, no one counts, one, two, three.
No teachers in the classroom, only a face on a screen to see.
School computers are the key.
They open doors in our mind and set us free.
You can be anything you want to be.
Katie, Cameron, Mollie, Rebecca H and Jamie Lee

Up on Mars

Up on red, dusty, mysterious Mars
Delicious, jelly-filled chocolate bars
Silver, twinkling, exploding stars
Rainbow, perfumed plants in a crater vase
Rubber bouncing, turbo-booster cars
Emilie, Bradley, Leigh, Aaron and Harry

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Long, long ago in the days of yore
Lived a dinosaur with a poorly jaw
Human bones he loved to gnaw
Holding them in his greasy paw
Until the day his tongue was sore
Oh no! he cried no more I gnaw
Human bones I will ignore
A life without the blood and gore!
Julie Banford
Coton Primary School

Danny the Dinosaur

Danny was a dinosaur
A hungry fearsome carnivore
His jaw would often run with gore
As he crunched his food red and raw
He saw a tasty herbivore
He approached with a deafening roar
James Massey, Craig Woodward and Linda Rolland
Fairfield Infant and Nursery School

The Dinosaur's Claw

In the steamy swamplands of the equator
The silence was broken by an earth shattering roar
Could it be a predatory green eyed alligator?
Or... a mad being with a chattering jaw?
Covered in sinew and blood dripping gore
The remnants from the dinosaur's claw.
Rona Barton, Christine Delli-Colli, Rebecca Davies,
Judith Brassington, Pauline Hird, Lynda Howard
St Anne's Catholic Primary School

The Dinosaur

In all the world I most adore
The prehistoric dinosaur
I love his fierce tenacious jaw
And how those jaws can gnaw and gnaw!
As strong as all that went before
His presence you cannot ignore
Across the hills in days of yore
You hear him roar and roar and ROAR!
Sylvia Bunting
Hartington CofE Primary School

The Dinosaur

The dinosaur had a very big jaw,
With which me made an enormour roar,
More and more he shook the floor
Until he broke down the door
Oh what a silly dinosaur!
Angela Dolan and Rachel Heath
Brockwell Nursery and Infant School

Food

When I get in from school
Melting in my mouth yum yum
Chomp, chomp
Welcoming tickling tasty cool
Sunday dinner
Mashed with lumps
Tickling top of my throat
Pies, peas perfect
Nice rice
Lumpy brown water
Steam Toad in the Hole
Mint sauce on cold sprouts with veggies
Hot stuffed pork, chicken
Mashed potatoes with lumps
Yoghurt pudding
I'm full.
Nathan, Year 7, Meadows Community School

The Flood

Drip, drip, drip, drip
rain drizzles down the window pane,
puddles on the pavement
puddles on the playground,
lakes on the playing fields
rivers in the roads.

Raindrops like arrows
thunder like cannonfire
a deafening roar.
Sky is frowning
blue-black grey
children rush indoors
too afraid to play.

Faces pressed to steamy panes
watching the downpour
outside the bruised clouds crack open
water spews out
rivers rise
bridges bulge full to the brim.

A car swims downstream
fallen branches, a boot, a frightened dog
catch it, match its stroke
tongues of water lap its tyres
a gurgle and a gulp and it's gone
the river swallows it whole.

A sliver, a patch of blue
the ragged clouds retreat
the sun shuffles off his grey pyjamas
brushes his teeth, dresses neat
tries on a hat
of a different hue.

Dark clouds
Dirp, drip, spots of rain
Drizzle
Raindrops like arrows
Puddles on pavements
Thunder, deafening roar
Storm, downpour
Drains not coping
Splash, wellies on
Umbrella blows away, wet
Drizzle
Drip, Drip, spots of rain
Drains coping
A patch of blue, dry.

Help
Disaster
Deafening roar
Drains not coping
Storm
Rising river
Swollen stream
Rainbows like arrows
Lakes in the grass
Deluge
Downpour
Puddles on the pavements
Wellies on
Spots of rain
Drizzle
Splash
Wet
Drip, Drip
Drip
Dry

Dark clouds
Deafening roar
Thunder
Raindrips like arrows
Downpour
Puddles on pavements
Rising river
Disaster
Car washed away
Upside down
Help
Save me!
Spots of rain
A patch of blue
Drip
Rescue
A hero
Vanessa Biggott

When You Next See a Dragon

When you next see a dragon
If he is feeling sad
He'd feel better if you remind him
Not all dragons are bad.

When you next see a dragon
If he's wiping his nose
It'd really cheer him up if
You'd give him a pretty rose.

When you next see a dragon
If he's about to cry
Take a tissue out your pocket
And make his tears dry.

When you next see a dragon
If he's walking in the rain
Then of course he's lost
So help him home again.

When you next see a dragon
Do this if you would
Make sure he doesn't set you on fire
For not all dragons are good.
Jessica Mason (aged 11)

Sounds of Winter

Long dark nights
as night falls quickly
Snowball fights
as children throw
Cold and crispy leaves
falling to the ground
Frozen lakes
and quacking ducks
Blizzard freezing as they blow
Icy roads and slippery wheels
Lauren Booth (aged 10)