Poem - Telling Where

At the beach:

Strolling along the beach, hearing the waves 
about to come crashing on their feet.  
Feeling the breeze coming from the tall trees.

That was summer

Have you ever tasted summer?

Sure you have.

Remember when the heated popcorn crunches in your mouth

or eating that freezing ice - cream

and dipping it into the popcorn

because it was that pleasant?

Remember the hot, buttery smell of your popcorn?

That was summer.

Have you ever smelled summer?

Sure you have.

Remember the time when you could smell the delicious sizzling food

or even just staring at the jumbo size cake

because you wanted a slice so badly

or maybe it’s because it was chocolate?

Remember the moisture of the cake?

That was summer.

Have you ever touched summer?

Sure you have.

Remember the time you saw your favourite outfit

and you wanted it soo badly

but you couldn’t because your mum said you only have a budget of $20

but instead you bought your favourite pair of shoes?

Remember when you would go home peaceful because you got what you wanted?

That was summer.

Have you ever touched summer?

Sure you have.

Remember the time when you went

to the beach you could feel the soft sand,

and you saw seaweed floating in the water

also you could feel the shells every time you step on one?

Remember when you went to jump in the water and it made you playful?

That was summer.

Nice Work poem (Rewrite)

Never use the word BIG, our teacher said,

It doesn't mean a thing.

Try.... Humongous, Massive, Jumbo

Enormous, Gigantic, Bulky,

Husky,  Heavyweight, Huge.

The choice is as long as a string -

So please don’t use the word BIG,

It just doesn't mean a thing.

Poetic Comparison - Song / Poem

Fog poem

Clouds

Clouds are like

soft polar bears,

They are fluffy,

A polar bear growls,

and a cloud turns grey.

A cloud creeps away

It sits looking down

while a polar bear sits looking up.

I hear poem

I hear....

When I think of School

I hear...

Students saying ‘Hi’ to their friends,

Playing at the playground,

Students talking and laughing.

I hear...

The school bell ringing,

Students saying “Good Morning”

The beeping of their netbooks

Kids typing on their netbooks

When kids type they are a hawk because they are focused.

I hear...

Children listening to music

All sit, all wait

Their finally quiet

Bell rings they all run out the door like jaguars.

I hear...

Kids munching on their lunch

Kids playing sport and winning

Kids laughing and chatting

I hear...

Students packing up

Teachers talking about their day,

And there at Panmure Bridge School

As if it had never ceased to be

But only needed listening to

the sound of the birds chirping.

I am a seashell

Seaweed

I am seaweed dancing in the water.

I swim with everyone it is my passion.

I am green and sometimes people hate me.

I am curvy and light, I float like a boat.

I live in the water, but I get washed up to shore.

The ocean is my home. I love to play in the water.

I am dark and sometimes, I get lonely

The sea is where I eat, sleep and play with other seaweed

whenever I see someone coming I try to come out of the water.

Sometimes I get stuck at the bottom of the ocean.

I love being seaweed because I get to swim with other mammals and I get to play with people.

Desk Inspection

Check out my Desk Inspection Poem

‘Desk Inspection’

Before school time

Gasp! I was shocked to see,

what I identified in my desk

A yummy cookie time wrapper scrap,

messy crumbs falling out of it.

Half a  chicken sandwich,

growing very mouldy.

I took out my messy desk, and put it

On the brand new tables.

It was really interesting,

what I heard from people.

All the students shouted out.

Yuck!  Clean your disorderly, dirty desk!