Yellow by Martin Doherty
(Year 4)
As
yellow as a daffodil
Swaying side to side.
Yellow like the sun
Way up high in the sky.
As yellow as a t-shirt
That stands for Brazil.
Yellow as the icing
On a deluxe doughnut.
Yellow hair, yellow hair
Yellow hair with a yellow bobble.
I like the colour yellow,
Lots of things are YELLOW!
Class
5 Easter Poem by Anston
Brook Primary
Butterflies
were hatching in my stomach,
As the soft warm covers brushed against my skin,
Jumping out of bed,
I peeped around the crack in the door,
Making sure no-one was stirring.
Slowly sneaking
silently down the stairs,
Creaking, freezing, frightened, parents toss and turn,
Floorboards twitching loudly,
In the lingering light of morning.
The delicious
smell of chocolate eggs filled the air,
Cracking, crumbly chocolate eggs,
Waiting to be devoured and demolished,
Heavenly coca bean aroma climbing up my nostrils,
I can't wait to gobble them up.
As the chocolate
slithers down into my tummy,
Sensations of water crashing against the rocks,
Rapidly invades my body,
A luscious awareness of milk chocolate slides into an unfamiliar
place in my throat.
Multicoloured
wrappers scattered on the cream carpet floor,
Red, Green, silver and gold,
Chocolate hand prints smeared on the remote control,
Satisfied, I dashed out the door,
Forgetting to get dressed into my Easter Sunday best.
Ice
Cream by Gaetano N. (aged
10)
I love to
eat
C hocolate chip
E very day
C runchy
R ocky Road is the
E very day
A dventure
M y favorite is the Rocky Chip
Snowflakes
by Tommy P. (aged 10)
Snowflakes
Snowflakes, everywhere
Snowflakes, snowflakes, in my hair
Buttons, mittens, hats galore
Snowflakes pile up my door
Playing in the snow is really fun
I play until my body's numb
Snowflakes, snowflakes everywhere
Snowflakes, snowflakes come to glare!
Reading
Books is Fun by Noora al
Shamlan (aged 10)
Read eight
times a day
Enjoy it
A smart kid you will be
Dont leave books in shelves to dust
I love reading books do you?
Never ever tear them
Get new books every week
Become the world's smartest kid
Octopus learns to swim
Obese your brain will be
Kangaroo learns to jump high
See the world by reading books
I read books eight times a day how about you?
Silly things in books
Ficton or non fiction it's still fun
Use books in school
New things you discovered today!!!
Fury
by Peter (aged 9)
My eyes
burn like a really hot meteorite,
My head frizzles like someone over-frying an egg,
My feet feel like two big bonfires,
My legs turn bright red like a sun on a very hot day,
My eyes burn like two big hot tomatoes,
My fingers are like five burnt sausages,
I fall back thinking hard,
What was I cross about?
Our
Five Senses by Smriti Ramakrishnan
(aged 9)
I am now
going to tell you about your senses five,
If you don't have any of them you are sure not to thrive.
The places where these senses are, are also used for
other things,
But anyway I'll tell you now about what each sense brings.
Eyes you
use to look
At anything from a flower to a book.
Without them you couldn't see the sight
Of your garden on a moonlit night.
Ears you
use to hear
Anything whether it be far or near.
Without them you couldn't hear the sweet voices of
your mother,
Your father, sister and brother.
Nose you
use to smell,
Without it your food would taste and smell like hell.
You can also smell the scent
Of nature, and if you don't try you will repent.
Mouth you
use to taste
Anything from bread to toothpaste.
Without it you couldn't savour
Food - even a feast would lose its flavour.
Hands you use to touch,
To fetch and bring and such.
Without them you couldn't feel
Anything, from clothes to orange peel.
So now you
know why we need our senses five,
Yes, we need to see, hear, smell, taste, and touch to
survive.
If you have all your senses don't have greed,
But get out and about and do a good deed.
Springtime
Poem by Sunetra and Catherine
(aged 8)
White snowdrops
with beautiful tops
Delicate
pots
in ten little lots
Pretty flowers
standing for hours
Golden honey
yummy in my tummy
The
Seasons by Claudia James
(aged 12)
Spring is
coming,
Flowers and leaves,
Sprouting from nowhere,
As the ivy weaves.
Then comes
summer,
Warm sun and beaches,
Getting sun-burnt,
And bitten by leaches.
Now there
is autumn,
There's leaves on the ground,
All yellow and red,
In a huge mound.
And last
comes winter,
All cold and so dark,
In a child's eyes,
I see a spark.
Gruesome
Twosome by Holly (aged 10)
Double,
double toil and trouble
Fire burn and cauldron bubble
Leg of dragon,
head of pig,
Sick of mummy and skeleton's wig,
Pumpkin's brain and oozing blood,
Reddy jam and slimy mud
Lizard's eye and pumpkin seeds
For the
power of cauldron bubble
Double, double toil and trouble
Tests
by Emma R. (aged 10)
Sitting
on your desk
Waiting to be answered
Waiting to be written on
Has so many questions
As nerve-wracking as being on Broadway
Finally answered and being graded
Waiting, waiting, waiting
Yeah! I got a 100%!
Crying
Child by Danielle (aged
11)
Crying
child that is he,
Red eyes full of sadness,
Yet he wanders in the street,
Impatiently looking for a shelter,
Now war has finished and his parents are done for,
Gone forever without a peep of them.
Crying child why do you cry?
Hope could be close,
It might be me or someone else
Look a little further,
Don't let war take over your life!
Pink
by Shannon McFerran (Year
4)
As pink as a flower blooming
In a summer breeze.
As pink as a bike
All shiny and new!
Pink like jelly
All wobbly on a plate.
As pink as a heart
Beating at the sight of true love.
As pink as a butterfly
Fluttering in the breeze!
As pink as a bunny
Escaping on the egg hunt!
Spring I Love You by Charlotte
Farmer (aged 10)
You are
so beautiful and so quiet,
You are the best season!
The birds sing,
The days get longer,
Everything is green!
Easter
by Jade Williams
Easter is a time for bunnies,
And chocolate eggs that fill your tummies.
Daffodils bloom during Easter,
It's time to create an odd looking creature.
Easter is what my poem's about,
Now its time to shout it out!!!
Homework
by Sierra M. (aged 10)
Homework
comes every night
It gives everyone a fright
You give it abuse
And make an excuse
And the teacher gives you a bite!
If
I Was a Star by Laura and
Orla (Year 5)
I would
shine all day
To annoy the moon
I would not come out at night
Because I sparkled all day
White
by Blathnaid Mullan-Young (Year 4)
As white
as snow falling
On a winter's day.
As white as a fluffy cat
Lying beside the fire.
White like a flat piece of paper
That I have drawn on.
White like a rubber
Rubbing out.
White paint
Being slopped onto a wall.
White like snowdrops
With their heads drooping down.
White as a cloud
Floating across the sky.
As white as a car
Driving gracefully along the road.
As white as ice-cream
That I lick.
As white as the white board
In my class.
How I love the colour white!!
My
Birthday Cake by Crystal
Cipriani (nearly 12)
So big and tall,
So many layers,
So many candles, burning hot,
I can't even count them,
There's such a lot!
The wax is dripping,
On my lovely cake,
''Come on! Blow them out,'' I hear them say
Wish! Wish! Wish!
And blow them all away!
Time to cut,
Yes cut up my cake,
I really can't destroy that work of art,
It's so beautiful and lovely,
It's so close to my heart...
School or No School? by Emma
Clarke (aged 10)
Why do we
have to go to stupid school?
Hanging out with friends will be much more cool
But then I think about it, I need a job
Without no money you'll just about afford a corn on the cob
In class
I get so bored
Work and work and praying to the lord
I'd much rather be at home
But I need the money to explore Ancient Rome
After sitting
there praying I let out a sigh of relief
The gospel and god is not my belief
But then i know I'm lucky to have a school
Getting a super ace job will be really cool
So from
now on I'm going to try my best
The weekend is when I rest
No one will stop me now until I leave
From my primary school I will get a gift education and it will
be the best gift I will ever receive
Running
Out of Time by Hannah (aged
10)
Tick
We are running out of time
Tick
The ice is running low
Tick
We are breathing too much air
Tick
Most run away from it
Tick
Denying every word
Tick
The earth is disappearing
Tick
Are you afraid?
Tick...
Shining
Gems by Amila Keerthichandra
Gems and stones
How valuable they are
Shining and glittering
Like a sparkling star.
Garnet and diamonds
Shine like gold and silver
Topaz and Ruby
Are also a member.
Trees
by Ethan (aged 9)
Tree
house
Roar in the wind
Everyone loves them
Every tree grows leaves
Say hooray for trees!
What
is a Smile? by Christy Siu
(aged 11)
A smile
is the lovely symbol
of friendship on your friend's face.
Or, perhaps it's the smile
on your mom's face after you had
a rough and tough day.
A smile
is the best thing you could get
or maybe it's love shining from your parent's hearts.
Or, is it, the friendship that radiantly glimmers
upon your best friend's face.
The
Tie by Max Di Frisco (aged
7)
My team's
losing by 2
5 seconds on the clock
I have the ball…
And all at once
It's a tie
OVERTIME
Watermelon
by Dylann Keaney
I like watermelon
it's juicy and sweet
when I am all done, I spit out the seeds
They float
to the ground like a grateful seed brigade
and once they are watered and get lots of love
they get bigger and bigger and pop!
A new water
melon for me to eat
and later I spit out the seeds
can you guess what happens next?
School
by Zenah (aged 9)
What should
I do?
Go to which school?
Swim in which pool?
Use which tool?
Respect which rule?
What should I do?
Play with who?
Go to which zoo?
Can you give me a clue?
Piano
Makes Perfect by Nariman
Amin
I dream
of pressing down
And a beautiful sound would play
So I went to buy a piano
And thought I would learn today
There were
so many notes and keys
None of them I knew
I started to give up
And started feeling blue
I crumpled
up my piano book
And threw some papers away
And as I was about to smash my piano
My mom came in to say…
"Never
give up, try again,
Is what I always say.
Pick up those papers and try some more,
If you mess up, what the hey?"
Months went
by, but I hung in,
And now I can finally play.
I won first prize in the talent show
The anger has gone away.
School by Amar Patel (aged 10)
A place
so cool
A really special one
It's my primary School
A school such fun.
So many a-competition
Prizes to be won
All good things a tradition
My school such fun
So many sports and clubs
To be played under the sun
And then we eat our grub
In a school such fun
Our teachers are the best
They think we're number one
Although I hate the tests
In this school such fun
They always want to push us
Work we can't do: none
With their help there is no fuss
In my school such fun
There is much to talk about
In depth, I've not begun
But always without a doubt
It's the best school, such fun.
Happiness by Peter (aged 9)
Happiness
is like lying in a field of yellow dandelions,
Happiness is like you're in a bath of pure blue water,
I feel happier than anything.
Blue
by Eoin Doherty (Year 4)
As blue as the sky
With clouds going by.
As blue as a ball
Flying in the air.
As blue as a bottle
Smashing on a wall.
As blue as a rubber
Rubbing out words.
As blue as the sea
Splashing on the rocks.
As blue as blu-tack
Sticking on a wall.
As blue as a bag
Blowing in the wind.
As blue as a bath
Bubbling with bubbles.
As blue as a crayon
Colouring a picture.
As blue as a coat
Hanging on a hangar.
As blue as blue as blue!
Green by
Conlan Carmichael (Year 4)
I
like green.
Green as a greedy fat frog!
Green like a lovely
St. Patrick hat.
Green like cool Celtic jerseys!
Green as pencils, markers and crayons.
Green as a leaf
With a creeping crawling caterpillar
That bites you!!
High
Chair by Emma Clarke (aged
10)
You know mum I'm really sick of this.
And it doesn't deserve a special kiss.
I've warned you mum and you know it's true
I hate not having access to the loo.
So all you do is watch and stare
Whilst I'm sat on this stupid chair
It's that high
I might as well sit in the sky.
But you wouldn't care.
Whilst I'm sat on this chair.
I could fall off
Or have a bad chaff
I could sneeze
I could pound and wheeze.
But you wouldn't care
Whilst I 'm on my high chair.
How am I supposed to eat my breakfast cereal
How am I to cry if I choke on a mint imperial
What about if I starved so much I happened to die
You wouldn't see me sat so far up in the sky.
To me mum it's like a punishment and makes me cry
Sat so far up in the sky.
I'm sorry mum for all I do
Just get me down I need the loo.
Blue
by Owen Martin (Year 4)
Blue,
blue violets
Are blue.
So is the sky
And rain too!
Handbag and
Paint and
Puddles too.
As bitter as a
Blueberry and as
Sour as the sea.
As flat as a
Floor and as
Blue as a sea.
I like the colour blue.
You should
Like it too!
The
Girl Who Played Football
by Emma Clarke (aged 10)
Football, football, football
Where shall I start?
Breaking legs or a body part.
The loudness of cheering
Deafens your hearing
All the players are hunky and strong
Never small, always long
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
Where as for I, I am a girl
My hair always beautiful with the extra curl
My nails as long and shiny as can be
But all the players take no notice of me
Me to them is like a mouse to me
They would not notice if i had sailed to sea
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!
But then one day on the football pitch
My eyes went a blur and I was no longer a titch
I was hunky and giantly tall
In haste I ran for the ball
When the ball was down at my feet
I had never felt so un-neat
My shorts were tacky and my knees were mucky
In my life I've never felt so lucky
I took on five
All the players doing pathetic dives
There was I with just the keeper to beat
By this time I was under the heat
My bones tensed in my shoe
Suddenly the fans let out a great WAA WHOO!!
I had scored I really had
And I'm a girl and not a lad
It really was the best goal of all
And it was the first time I had kicked a ball.
Updated
17th March
Talent
Show by Hannah Berg (aged
11)
Gulp! I'm
on the stage,
no turning back now.
Why did I agree to do this?
My band members smile encouragingly
but I want to leave.
We have been practicing
for this
for a long time.
I am scared anyway
I open my mouth and sing
perfectly.
The whole world is silent
just for me.
Even the band is as quiet
as mosquitoes at dawn.
Lost
in Space by Crystal Cipriani
(aged 11)
Here I am,
lost deep in space,
Feeling like a lonely ghost,
I'll be here for many days,
I'd better make the most.
The moon
is like a shining pearl,
The sun is like a rusty coin,
Saturn seems to want to twirl,
The others start to join.
The colours
really do contrast,
Like a firework display,
Crazy comets shooting past,
Nothing like everyday.
In the distance
there's a goth
Wearing a long sooty dress
Diamonds sprinkled on the cloth
It does suit her, I must confess.
Baby Pluto,
the lost child,
Jupiter, the mighty one,
Uranus, the one who's mild,
And also the giant Sun.
I don't
have any regrets,
On my lonely journey back
No aliens I saw or met,
Did I ever see attack.
Candy
by Elijah Rakha-Sheketoff
(aged 8)
Sweet,
Yummy
Colorful
Sticky
It's hard to get to,
I know it is bad for me,
BUT,
Just one more piece.
Oh man, please bring down the candy.
Life
is Hard When You're a Pencil by
Hannah Berg (aged 11)
"Ooh! Ouch! Not the sharpener!"
The purple pencil shouted,
"No don't erase my work!"
The purple pencil pouted,
"Wait don't leave me on the floor,"
The purple pencil whined,
"Pick me up don't leave me here
For someone else to find."
The
Russian Doll by Gregor Airey
(aged 7)
As precious
as a wedding ring
As bright as gold
As colourful as a rainbow,
She looks like a bunch of flowers.
As pretty
as a swan
She is covered in spots and twirls
As important as silk
As beautiful as the queen.
With blue
eyes like the ocean
As shiny as the sea
As glittery as the sand
As hot as the sun.
The
African Drum by Emily Lishman
(aged 8)
The lions
are coming to attack
They're gonna eat us up in one big snap.
We're beating our drums to spread the word.
The drums
aren't working so we'd better hurry up
Our minds are on fire
We're scared out of our wits.
We're safe
inside our humble homes
We're safe as can be
The jungle is our home
The drum is the best.
We hope
the world heard the drum beating away
They must be deaf if they didn't hear the drum
It's the loudest thing in the jungle
The lions must be hungry if they didn't get their catch.
Anfeild
Road by Ethan (aged 11)
I was made
up that we beat Inter Milan at Anfield Road.
I'm proud to present Liverpool as our favourite team.
They make me so happy, they make me beam.
We need to get a goal at the SanSiro, and they have to get four.
I don't think that Carragher, Hypia and Raina will let them
past at all.
On corners I think Reina will run out and clear the ball.
The boys will do it for us.
Gerrard and Fernando Torres will make a counter attack.
If we play like when we played A.C Milan, we'll get the cup
back.
Gerrard gets up in the air and scores a great header.
It took a little deflection on Baros, like a mini earthquake.
Smicer smashed it into the back of the net.
We do it all again next week, easily, I'll bet.
The
Russian Princess by Anna
Jackson (aged 7)
She's as
pretty as a swan
She's the only one
Her lips as red as fire
Her eyes are like twinkling stars.
Her dress is like rubies and silk
Her hair is like crystals.
She smells
like lavender
She's as precious as gold
She's richer than a king
She's as delicate as gems.
Her skin shines like the sun.
The
Strange Girl by Karolina
Janina (aged 11)
There once
was a girl named Rizza
Who loved to eat salami pizza
Not pepperoni
Or macaroni
Only fresh salami pizza
The
Burning Candle by Freya
Mills (aged 9)
The creamy
colours of the candle.
A flame is burning with a sweet smell.
Everyone is excited,a birthday has started.
Meanwhile the candle is constant and still.
The candle makes no noise.
And burns with a soft light, heat is near.
Colours are dancing like a bunch of flowers.
It's as dangerous as can be.
But it's melting as slow as a slug.
And the party is ending.
And the candle has been blown out.
Sunrise
by Kai (aged 10)
Dark nights wither
as the sun rises
vibrant pink in the sky.
The water goes from black to blue.
The ripples in the water
have the energy of lively fish.
The night becomes the day,
bronze becomes golden.
The sun, as round as a ball,
As golden as a pound coin.
The
Russian Doll by George Dobson
(aged 7)
She's as
beautiful as a flower
She's as pretty as gold
She looks like a princess
The princess is dancing.
The princess
is rich
She is as colourful as a rainbow
She's like a diamond in the sky
Her eyes are as clean as can be.
Blue
by Bogdan Nikic (aged 12)
Blue
is, I guess,
When I say yes.
Blue comes out of the eyes
When a person cries.
Blue is the sky,
That will never die.
Blue is a stamp,
On a ramp.
Blue is a bruise,
That gives the brain news.
Blue is a window,
In a house.
Blue is a bed
For a mouse.
Blue, I don't doubt it,
But just imagine,
Living without it.
Red
by Marisa Cosslett (aged
11)
Red is love and Valentine's Day
Red is the beautiful month of May
Red is the sound of a drum
It is the smell of a warm cinnamon bun
Red is blood also war
It is the heat of the earth's core
Red is the color of a car that passes
It is also the color of my friend's glasses
The
Burning Candle by Harley Dolton-Love (aged 8)
The burning
candle is dying every second.
It smoulders and it's a ray of heat.
When the wax has gone nothing can see without it.
Its like light has come to earth.
Wrestling
Entertainment by
Dean Sherry (aged 9)
Wrestlers
are as extreme as a riot.
They are big, fat, small and skinny.
They are from USA.
I like Big
Show.
He is big and fat like a rhino.
He is as hairy as a gorilla.
His head is baldy like an egg.
Rey Mysterio
is as fast as a cheetah.
He is as athletic as a monkey.
He is 5 foot 6 inches and the greatest high flyer.
He is muscley and strong like a bull.
Rey is an underdog.
The
African Drum by Richard Strong (aged 7)
The lions
are coming to attack.
They're going to beat us up in one big snap.
We are beating our drums
To spread the word.
The lions
are waiting
We'd better hurry up.
Our minds are on fire,
We're scared out of our skin.
We are safe now, the drum is the best.
The
Russian Doll by Max Wills
(aged 8)
Russian
doll, Russian doll
With squiggly curls of pure gold.
With flowers of three different colours,
Red, purple and green.
A red dress like a ruby.
Russian doll, Russian doll
As pretty as the sunset.
Hunger
by Carlotta Platt (aged
9)
Haunts
you like the devil
Unbelievably annoying
Never stops your stomach,
Growling more than ever.
Eating your thoughts,
Ready to leap out at you and explode.
Apples
by Karolina Janina (aged
11)
Apples are
red, yellow and green
They are really yummy to eat
Some are sweet and some sour
You should eat an apple a day
Because people say:
One apple a day keeps doctors away
The Pencil by Marisa Cosslett
(aged 11)
"Hey,
Billy!" said the pencil,
"Don't press down on me so hard. My nose hurts!"
CRACK!
Billy moves towards the sharpener
"NO!"
TWIST TWIST
A freshly sharpened pencil
The Russian Doll by Joseph Mark
(aged 8)
A precious
doll came to life
On the window sill
She blinks in the sunlight
Her golden dress shines.
The people
were amazed
They cried, "The doll is alive!"
She jumped downstairs
Her twists and curls shimmer.
Her eyes
as blue as the sea
The stars come out
The moon appears from the darkness
The doll freezes on the window sill.
Nervous
by Marisa Cosslett (aged
9)
It was time
for me to say my line
My palms were sweaty
I couldn't say a word
It was like someone had pressed the pause button on me
Finally I managed to mumble the words out
I breathed a sigh of relief
It was over
Blue
by Karolina Janina (aged
11)
Blue is
the sky
Where the birds fly
When you hear the wind
At the end of the happy week
Blue is the sea
Joyful to see
Tom
in the Dark House by Bogdan
Nikic (aged 12)
As Tom walked
into the house,
It all became very dark,
Tom couldn't see his hand
A front of his scared face.
The floor
was screeching,
And the lights were buzzing
And the icy wind was blowing
On the blood red curtains
Tom quickly
got to the roof,
And he saw a dark shadow,
That was made by the bright,
Midnight moon on the sky.
The shadow
got closer to Tom,
His hands were shaking,
Fear was flowing through him,
He turned around and tried to run.
But it was
too late, way too late,
Would you like to know why it was
Way too late?
It was just Tom's dream.
Updated
3rd March 2008
Bye
Bye by Faith Child (aged 7)
It's the
end of the story.
I hope we see each other again
There is a big hole in my heart.
You know.
Why has it happened to me?
I don't know. I don't know.
Please tell me.
There is a big space in my heart.
I hope it will join to another
I will miss you very much.
Bye Bye.
I will miss you very much.
Snowflakes by Lexi Sunbergm
(aged 11)
Snowflakes
falling gently
Wind rushing past my cheeks.
Laughter drifting to my ears.
Sweet snow filling my mouth.
Crisp ice running beneath me.
I'm sledding.
Snow drapes me in her veil
Wind kisses my cheeks.
Frost grasps my hair
Cold nips my nose.
Ice grips my fingers.
I'm in a magical wonderland
Of snow.
It feels like a dream.
But it is reality.
Moon Jump by Adam Hely Hutchinson
Bla…
Bla... Bla… the cow jumped over the moon.
What is this silly baby's cartoon?
They say it from morning till noon.
What is this silly baby's cartoon?
Strange
Nan by Kian Haley (aged
10)
I'm scary
and tall,
Not very small,
I can't play pool,
My Gran always jitters,
The best chocolate is Snickers,
Also I hate it when my Nan gives me her knickers.
Emotions
by Michael Smith Hartley
(aged 9)
When I'm sad I want to cry, but there's no tears dropping from
my eyes.
When I'm scared I close my eyes, and think of something else.
When I'm happy I laugh with joy, and mess about with all the
boys.
When I'm angry I bash about, and want to shout without a doubt
When I'm excited
I jump up and down turn around and around then fall to the ground.
When I'm grumpy I mope about,
I sit in silence stare into space with a long face.
Its best to be happy 'cos sad and angry are not very nice
and happy is good, happy is nice.
My
School is Great!!! by Amar
Patel (aged 9)
A place so cool
A really special one
It's my primary School
A school so fun.
So many
a-competition
Prizes to be won
All good things a tradition
My school so fun
So many
sports and clubs
To be played under the sun
And then we eat our grub
In a school so fun
Our teachers
are the best
They think we're number one
Although I hate the tests
In this school so fun
They always
want to push us
Work we can't do: none
With their help there is no fuss
In my school so fun
There is
much to talk about
In depth, I've not begun
But always without a doubt
It's the best school, so fun.
The Star is the
Keeper of the Night by Spencer
Coffee (aged 10)
The star is the keeper of the night
The pitch black space is the blanket of the world
The world is a gate keeping everything out
The water is a tiger swallowing everything in its way
The state is a warrior ready to fight
We are willing to do what's right
The star is the keeper of the night
Autumn
Trees by Corey and Fergus
(Year 5)
Brown Yellow
Red dropping down
Waving and bending all around like a candle flickering in the
wind
Trees, hollow as a stupid person's head
Why
War? by Paige Taylor (aged
11)
Why war?
Why sorrow?
Why tears?
Why blood?
Why war in the first place?
Why war?
Look at all the wars we've been through
And right now even
Haven't we learned?
War is not a good thing?
Why killing?
Why shots?
Why youth getting killed?
And the parents crying on the news?
Why husband and wife
Not getting to see each other?
Can't we all be on the same PAGE?
Love and harmony
Imagine
Why can't we carry on John Lennon's dream?
And all I ask
Is
Why war?
Four Seasons by Maya Gouw (aged
10)
When the flowers bud
Life is truly greener
On the other side
The raw smell of joy
Pulls down the zipper that shows
The true wild side
The only flowers
That didn't wither for you
Are made to be yours.
Snow blankets whisper
The chaos and harshness cries
"I won't face defeat."
The variety
In the four seasons bring life
Just might never stop.
Flamingo
and Kalie by Kalie Enderlayle (aged 10)
Flamingo, Flamingo, how did you become so pink?
Kalie, Oh Kalie, I eat shrimps.
Flamingo, Flamingo, how did you become so elegant?
Kalie, Oh Kalie, I don't eat calories,
Flamingo, Flamingo, how can you stay on one leg for so long?
Kalie, Oh Kalie, it's just the way I am.
Flamingo, Flamingo, why are you so famous?
Kalie, Oh Kalie, I can't answer that one.
Stars
in the Sky by Lucy and Shona
(Year 5)
Beautiful
spirits
Light up the sky
Like little diamonds
Pink
by Yasmin Jackson (aged 8)
Pink
Can be just like a link
But if you are pink
You will not blink.
The
Microwave Pie by Miranda
Robshaw (aged 11)
You stare
at the red hot microwave pie,
Its crust all red, the heat will not die!
The microwave pie.
The steaky juiciness within, It's calling you,
but you will not give in
and the golden yellow buttery skin!
The microwave pie.
You place the napkin on your lap
and reach for THE PIE.
It's red hot but you don't care
so you take a bite
of the microwave pie.
Ahhh!
The white hot sauce flows into your mouth,
the heat like fire, your eyes open wider and wider,
The microwave pie.
You spit the juicy goodness out, it called you, and
you gave in.
The microwave pie.
Spring
Trees by Brody and Lachlan
(Year 5)
Emerald
glow casts though leaves
Great wooden trunk gives out shade
Branches sway lightly
Planets
in the Night Sky by Angharad
and Calum (Year 5)
Shimmering
stars around them
Myriad of glowing colours
Hot as Hawaii, cold as North Pole
Feeling
Sick by James Yenat (aged
11)
I was feeling
sick
Just like a stick
My head was feeling pressured
With the slightest gesture
When I walked I would feel dizzy
And if I fell I didn't throw a tizzy
If we get sick
We just have to stick with what the doctor prescribed us
Behind
the Printer by Maya Gouw (aged 10)
Behind the layers of dust on the barely-used printer,
Lies a secret that will change the course of history,
But, just a peek will send you rushing out in a hurry.
For the poor mice that live under the printer
Dust will make a good bed.
But the day I touch that mouse is the day I really dread.
One day, we printed with that printer,
And the message comes out wrong,
"The treasure is gone, you had your chance; so long!"
So by now we have given up with the treasure and the printer,
Though it was quite a mystery,
'It would come back' was a thought that made me worry.
So I checked back behind the printer
To make sure it wasn't there,
My sorrow was shown bare.
It was not even dusty behind the printer.
There was nothing in sight,
Clean as glass, I was ready to pick a fight.
As I turned around still looking at the printer,
My family crowded and yelled "APRIL FOOLS!"
And I was ready to get rid of all rules.
Updated
21st Feb 08
The
Cottage in the Hills by
William Coombs (aged 9)
Jet black
are the mountains silhouetted in the moonlight.
Fire red is the sun setting in the west,
And the land is a green knotted sea.
But in the
house not even a mouse scuttles,
Quiet reigns supreme.
For jet
black are the pavings that pave the floor.
Fire red are the embers that glow in the hearth,
And the rafters are a snow white drift.
And outside
a storm is brewing,
And inside the stew is cooking.
Home
Sweet Home by Year Five
(St. Columba's P.S.)
In my home
I can smell;
Flowers in a vase and apple pie in the oven.
In my home I can see;
The fire's reflection and my family sitting together.
In my home I can hear;
Visitors laughing and birds singing at dawn.
In my home I can taste;
Fresh fruit from the bowl and pancakes drowned in syrup.
In my home I can feel;
Mum's soft hugs and all my family's love.
My
Body Parts by Ashwathy Murali
(aged 7)
When I stand
before the mirror
I feel so proud
For my two eyes and ears
And a mouth to talk aloud.
Each little part
Helps me a lot
Do you want to know
What work they have got
Two little eyes to see things good
Two little ears to hear what I should
A nose that smells all delicious treats
One long tongue to taste what I eat
Hands to work and legs to walk
Fingers to feel and to eat my meal
All my body parts work together
To make me healthy and happy for ever.
Fiery Dragon by Joy Pisanu (aged
11)
One day I found an egg,
And wondered when it would hatch,
It turned out to be a dragon,
So I decided to call it Patch.
I tried to tell my mother,
I tried to tell my dad,
But when I started to talk,
My parents would go mad.
I decided to take him down,
To show that I was right,
But when they said I was imagining things,
I got into a fight.
The next day I went to school,
And came back very late,
I forgot to feed the dragon,
And my parents were what he ate!
Sun
by Alec Pan (aged 12)
Sun
The orange butter that smears colored flavor across the pale
sky
Sun
The interminable light that gives us power
Sun
The red hot furnace that gives us heat
Sun
The super battery that fuels the moon
Sun
The large magnet that the planets sprint around
Sun
The gaseous core of our solar system
Sun
The friend of humans
The
Little Child and a Bee by
Claudia Taylor (aged 11)
Mummy!
A bee, a bee!
She stung me!
Mummy,
Why do they sting?
And why doesn't
The Queen Bee
Have a King?
Well, child,
Said the mother,
She laughed as she spoke,
For one thing,
Does this Queen need a bloke?
And everyone dies,
So the bees have to, too,
So stinging people is what they do.
Have I answered
your questions,
My dear little son?
No, I have another one.
The
Invasion Of The Rock by
Joy Pisanu (aged 11)
One day I went to the shops,
And bought a pretty pet rock,
Now it's taking over my life,
And sleeps inside my sock.
I give it mud for dinner,
I take it with me to school,
But when he meets with other rocks,
He begins to rattle and drool.
I know you won't believe it,
But can't you look and see,
That my innocent looking pet rock,
Is so much stronger than me!
Memories
by Joy Pisanu (aged 11)
All those memories from last year,
There not something you should fear,
All the things that have occurred,
All the things that you have heard,
Just remember they're not lost,
You'll see them again at any cost,
All those memories from last year,
You can just listen,
Can you hear?
They are calling,
They're not gone,
Come and switch them all back on.
Riddle
by Lucy (aged 11)
My 1st is
in blood and also in battle,
My 2nd in oak, acorn, apple,
My 3rd and 4th are both the same,
The middle of sorrow and twice in refrain,
My 5th starts eternity ending here,
My last is first of last. Oh dear
Life
by Katie Scrowston (aged
8)
Life is
like a cherry
Sweet, with a hard stone inside
Life is a damp patch on the carpet
That mum tries to hide
Life is like a door that is locked -
When you find the key you can enter the garden
Life is a bar of lemming-scented soap
Life is the name of the game
and I want to play the game with you
Life is like an orange
With lots of different juicy segments.
10
Things Left in a Fridge by
Isobel Gladston (aged 9)
1 can of
not-so-fizzy Tango,
2 yoghurts that went off years ago,
3 Easter eggs from when I was five,
4 black potatoes that are just about alive,
5 chicken satay sticks,
And something else that might have nits.
4 tubs of green crème fraiche,
3 cakes which aren't so fresh,
2 litres of lemonade,
And some purple cookies my brother made.
Looking For A Poem by Claudia
Taylor (aged 11)
One day
I wrote a poem,
And I wondered where it came from.
I looked
inside a flower
In my mum's garden
It was too small to possibly fit.
I looked
on the bottom of my shoe
All I found was dirt
And some lint
My poem wouldn't be there.
I looked
in my backpack,
Not there.
No, poems
aren't anywhere
Except your heart.
Fire
by Danielle Wu (aged 10)
Fire keeps us warm in the cold,
It lights our way when it's dark.
Remember fire can also be our guard,
Ease people's pain with the love from our hearts.
Icing
Sugar and Biscuits by Lydia
Skelton (aged 11)
Some people like mushrooms
Some people like sprouts
Some people like beetroot
I have my doubts
I don't see the point
In weeping for briskets
If you look in the cupboard there's
ICING SUGAR AND BISCUITS!
Who needs chocolate?
Who needs sweet?
Who needs cheese that smells of feet?
I don't try anything I just can't risk it
When I can have
ICING SUGAR ON A BISCUIT!
They say it's unhealthy
I say it's great
But even better is
ICING SUGAR AND BISCUITS ON A PLATE
Who'd grab a banana?
Who'd grab a pear?
WHEN ICING SUGAR AND BUISCUITS ARE THERE?
Odd
Poem by Sean McEvoy
Ten years
old
Hens lay eggs
again and again
they have weird legs
but they aren't men
Gum gum it's sticky
but it is not icky
You can chew all day
till the end of May
Night, Night by Amy (aged 10)
I look at the time,
The clocks hit nine,
My mum takes my hand,
Leads me upstairs and
I have a bath.
We both have a laugh,
Snuggled up in bed,
Then my mum said,
As you've been so nice,
I'll sing you Edelwiess,
At my mum, I have one last peep,
Before I, fall asleep.
Haunted House by Gilbert Ratcliffe
(aged 12)
The
old shack creaked
How had this been beautiful
Even in daylight it seemed a bit spooky.
Hearing
the grandfather clock
Amongst the woodwork
Unearthly murmurs whispers, wail
Night descends
The floor boards groan
Eerie sounds everywhere the night is alive
Derelict rooms.
Haunting
cries surround me
Odd shadows flicker across every wall
Unnerving
Swathed in mist
Eventually dawn breaks.
Winter
by Nick Prutskikh (aged
10)
School bells
ringing
Kids streamin'
Winter holidays
Mothers
shopping
Fathers mopping
Kids waiting
For Santa Claus
Christmas
trees shining
Children sitting,
Searching for Ole'
Saint Nick
Miss
May by Paige Taylor (aged
11)
Fourth grade
We met
Our birthdays
A day apart
We found out
When I was sad
That my assistant
Would be going
Soon
To have a baby
You were right there
You've been a role model for me
Ever since
I hope to have you again
The secrets that I could not tell
Any other teacher
I told you
I hope you
go from Miss May
To Mrs. Scott
That would mean so much to me
A lot
To have a baby
Like Molly did
I hope I know you in the future
Erica May
Shopping
by Ali (aged 9)
Crisps are fine
Which costs a dime
I can buy a game
Or be so lame
I can buy anything
But can't go to the shop called Ling
If I do I'll lose all my money
And eat revolting honey
The
Place by Amber Dickey (age
12)
The hills
seem to come alive when the sun starts to set on the horizon.
They seem to sing to you when the sun hits them just right in
the morning.
The grass seems to whisper its sweet lullabies of a thousand
years. Sometimes the trees seem to have tears.
The animals seem to live in peace.
Not fearing the human race.
The streams seem to take a life of their own.
Not knowing where they'll flow.
The
Right to Protection by Jonathan
Wong (aged 10)
He's afraid of going out of the rubbish dump,
Sitting there, still as a stump.
He's covered in bruises and smears of red,
'Cause some guys bounced up, he was hit in the head.
He creeps around the dangerous city,
Scared of bullies, what a pity.
Ever since he lost his mum,
He won't know what may come.
He is so sad, he is so scared,
To creep outside, he hasn't dared.
Compared to others, he's too weak,
Compared to others, on the street.
Why is this boy so alone,
Without a family, without a home?
Not cared for in a rubbish dump,
Can somebody help him?
Floods
by Katie Freeman (aged 9)
Frightening
frantic floods
Lively living children singing a lullaby
Outpouring gloom
Overflow and drown
Drowning, drowning
Soaked dead
Fish. (Should fishing be a sport?)
by Tyler Clarke (aged 9)
Yesterday my brother
Today my sister
Tomorrow my dad
The next day me.
It's a new
day
Me and my friends
Hide in horror
That one day it might be us.
Today three
others are picked of
And sold to some people for a fiver
And tomorrow
It might be me.
Today I
am raised up into the air
A needle sharp hook going through my top lip
Causing me excruciating pain
Next I will be killed.
I will be
fried in batter
And served up with some chips
Please help stop fishing.
PLEASE!!!
Animal Cruelty by Jamie Oscar
Creed (aged 11)
Animal
cruelty
Never ending stream
Ignored by their owners
Mistakes shouldn't be repeated
Animals deserve better
Lives
Cruelty
to animals should be stopped
Rubbish not needed anymore
Unhappy left to die
Empty no food
Locked up in a shed
Thrown off a bridge
Yes, we can stamp out cruelty
Child Abuse by Bianca Demetrova
(aged 10)
Criminals locked behind bars
Hateful hurt children
Is a never ending feeling
Lost like a cat
Devastated and shocked
Anger,
abandoned
Bullied like a ant
Unhappy like mad
Sad and lonely
Empty inside
The
Craze of Size Zero by Elizabeth Dudley (aged 10)
Skinny sick
girls cover the street
Their waist a sheet of paper
The horrible view of their ribs
Scared of food and most drinks
Too thin
for even children's clothes
As thin as a rake
The gross look of zero
STOP! Anorexia's calling
To make
you feel good but look bad
A story too often for comfort
You can die like Melissa from Hollyoaks
STOP! Anorexia's calling
Frustrating
when you're forced to eat
Six months to recover
Get off the train
Anorexia's calling
Depressing
for your family
Vile towards the fat
Get off the train
Death's calling
Flood by Jacqui Funnell (aged
11)
Disgraceful
danger
A fight for survival
Never ending
Grotty water ruining the road
Endless water crashing down
Ruining countryside
Overwhelming
Unforgettable
Soon it's all gone
Frantic
filthy fight of the floods
Loads in threat
Outrages like a hot sun
Oh! How my family is in danger
Danger of life's
Soaked, saturated people
Floods by Cordelia Frances Gleed
(aged 9)
Floods
Loved ones sleeping never woken up
Outpouring through the village
Overflowing with power
Drowning
Screaming
Soaking
their house and them
The torrent as fast as a flash of lighting
Out running the people out of their homes
Pouring rain never stopping
Now
or never
Overwhelming anger that you've never seen before
Will it ever end?
Animal Abuse by Misha Amy Harris
(aged 10)
Animals
are being killed and abused everywhere
No one cares for them
In their own homes sleep and never wake up
Most people care but others don't
Animals are being killed and abused everywhere
Lonely animals at home
Animals
are being killed and abused everywhere
Being killed is not a good feeling
Understand how they feel
Spoil their personalities
Exploit them from their homes
Insulted
when they have done nothing
Swear at them
Curse
at them
Ruin their lives
Understand how they feel
Emaciated so you can see their bones
Loved by no one
Today by Fynn Havinga (aged
10)
Today
I can hear
The terrified trees burning
Clinging for some more life
Today
I can see
The wonderful world burning on end,
Like a 60 million metre candle
Today
I can feel
The shade as the clumsy clouds takes over the sun,
Like someone turned it off
Today
I can smell
The selfish smoke taking over the world,
Like a gigantic army taking over the lands one by one
Today
Inside
I feel that I have not done enough,
Like I have betrayed the gorgeous wonderful warm world
Bull Fighting by Connor Jackson
(aged 10)
Stop
I can hear
Crunching bones like
Scoffing crackling
Stop
I can see
Bull's blood dripping like
Candle wax dropping from the dying candle
Stop
I can smell
The stale sweat dripping like
Tears from a war
Stop
I can feel
The hot wet breath like
A phoenix steaming with anger
Stop
I can feel
No bravery like
A stunt man performing a trick
The Afghanistan War is Really Out There
by Andy Jones (aged 11)
Contact
to your heart
Open to the world
Messages of love or hate
Bang as it leaves the gun
A clap as it peaces the air
Timing in the shot is everything
Ignoring
the fact that your life will…
Never be the same
Actual
life is what your living
Frantic fire at your enemy
Growing up while you're out there
Hammering and chipping away
Aiming for the shot
Never giving up
Injecting the pain
Sized just right
Touched at such force
Attacking bang
Need to shoot…need to shoot
BANG!!
Missing Madeline McCann by Holly
Manley (aged10)
Madeline
McCann
A 4 year old toddler
Disappeared May 4th
Everyone cares
Looking everywhere
In danger
Needs help
Everyone cares
Madeline
McCann
can you help?
Can you help?
An unlucky girl
Never ending worry
Never ending worry
Global Warming by Martyn Frances
Michael Morton (aged 9)
Global
warming
Like it caused the floods
Of course the earth will burn in a matter of centuries
Blasting the heat on to us and will eventually burn
And it will burn in a matter of centuries
Like it made the floods
When
it caused the floods it was really bad
And the people will burn with the earth
Red colour of fire
Me, myself, thinks that the earth will burn to ashes
in 100,000 years
I'm so cross about all the bad things that have happened
from global warming
Not good for people at all
Global warming is very bad for people
Computer Fraud by Harry James
Pritchard (aged 9)
Fowl ferocious
fraud …
Savage smug stealing …
Black hearted burgling break-ins …
Sneakily slicing security …
Various
vicious viruses
Make factious files lost
Computer kaput right in your face
When a virus comes along.
Despicable
devastating decryption
Wireless worldwide hacks
Explosive enormous depriving
Sweet justice lacks.
Illegal
uncontrollable crime
Please stop
Please stop !!!!!
Global Warming by Ewan Roberts
(aged 9)
Why don't
you think
About the horrific flames
From the selfish sun above?
Why don't
you think
About the damaged Earth
That's our responsibility?
Why don't
you think
About car fumes
Ruining the Earth's atmosphere?
Why don't
you think
About the fact that
We are blame-worthy?
God save
the Earth…
God
save the Earth…
God
save the Earth…
Greek Mountain Fires by Nathan
Bedwell (age 10)
Great
people die in murky sites too,
Ravenous fires that
Empties villages and
Entire cities
Kills the natural beauty
Mountain
destroyed to build grimy hotels
On our planet everyone will die
Upset and demolish the world
No power for 5 weeks
Towns, villages explode in her evil
A rescue team spray water on her
Inflamed in the murders
Never ending she stays
Flames
are lava
In the flames seeping victims
Right in the middle
Everyone dies, no one left but me
S.O.S
Extinction of the Iberian Lynx by
Nicola Rowan (aged 10)
Lost
of the wilderness
Yowl of cry of the pain
No space left for it in the world
X-rays needed too many times
Gone
off the planet…
Off somewhere else
Nowhere to be seen
Echoed in the wind
Stroud Hospital by Emily Mary
Kate Iliffe (aged 10)
Stroud maternity does it matter?
Tee-shirts worn with pride
Ran their way to success
Overwhelming public who partly helped
Unhappy mothers with nowhere to go
Dedicated staff who helped save Stroud maternity
Hospitals
are never ending supply
Outstanding support from everybody
Supported by all of the public and our lovely staff
People wearing our tee-shirts and wrist bands
Income has kept us going but we still need more
Tomorrow's children can now be born in Stroud
Afraid staff that they would lose their jobs
Leave the maternity hospital alone
Floods Harm by Hannah Simpson
(aged 10)
Frantic
floods frightening thousands
Lives in danger
Outstanding amount of foul, smelly water
Outraged, panicky villagers
Damaged houses
Sleeping victims
Homeless
humans fearful for their future
Annoyed homeowner waiting for their insurance company
Risking peoples lives by the floods
Misery exploded on the villagers
The flood
is a never ending mayhem…
Never ending mayhem!
Floods by Olivia Smith (aged
10)
Terrifying
terror
House breaking
Ruining all my possessions
Eating everything
Angry house owners waiting for insurance cover
Threat to most
Endless fear
Nowhere to stay
It's a dirty brown sheet over your house
Nothing to do about it
Gross water
Frantic
filthy floods
Living in caravans
Outrage
Outstanding
Devastated wrecked houses
Sad and shocking
Animal Abuse by Gabriel Edward
Thomas Johnson (aged 9)
Animal
abuse,
Numb numpty business.
Incredible immorality,
Mischievous madness.
Animal cruelty is death awaiting,
Lying down is the animal, under the grave.
Cunning
people make brutal blood-thirsty bitterness,
Run! Run you animals!
Unpredictable unsafeness,
End of the line, guys!
Loathsome lameness,
Terrible terrifying time taking,
YOU WILL BE NEXT!!!
Out of Fuel by Joel Upward (aged
11)
On
May 10th year five billion, two thousand and eight
Under the Milky Way Make first letter of
The sun will rapidly lose hydrogen fuel
On
May 10th year five billion, two thousand and eight
Firstly the core of the whole star will lose fuel
Finally
the other fuel cells on the outer rim will gradually fade away
Use the recycling technique
Engage with it
Locals will think the best of you!
Animal Cruelty by Charlie Weeks
(aged 9)
Today
I can see
Luckless cats
With no where to go
Today
I can hear
Howling dogs
Trapped inside a
Dwarfish cage
Today
I can feel
Heavy hearted
As only a fleeting number of people
Help
Sea Pollution by Felix Liber
(aged 10)
Once upon
a time on the lawless sea
I was sitting on the jagged pink coral
When suddenly riding the next briny wave
Came a huge black mass of horror
And as I called to the eel to flash the S.O.S
It settled right next to the eel who was put to the test
Just a little later as reinforcements arrived
We decided to swim in and kill it
But as my friends dived into this
Pestilent poison I realized they were heading for expected extinction
So I hung back and watched them die with eyes of a dismayed
grief
And when the last one died the murderer was swept away
But now
that I'm older and wiser than I was I know it was bookless butchery
But that won't bring back the dead…
But that won't bring back the dead…
Global Warming by Ben Withey
(aged 11)
15 seconds
The earth half dead, as a whisper in the wind performs.
14 seconds It's like an emotional person
13 seconds Global warming suffocating the earth to ashes
12 seconds Blood - thirsty as it crowds around us
11 seconds Dreadful conflict as fast as lighting
10 seconds Generously trying to bribe us to die
9 seconds A dark cloud destroying everything, as a bomb
8 seconds Although global warming is extremely real, it's invisible
7 seconds An adventure you can't escape
6 seconds Tremendous life story
5 seconds Unresponsive
4 seconds Being strangled as a cry for help
3 seconds Empty world, no people around
2 seconds The future fading in my site
1 second Dead
0 seconds How long do you think you'll live?
Animals That are Nearly Extinct by
Tom Woodley (aged 9)
Tomorrow,
Threatened tigers,
Forest-living frogs,
Could end up extinct.
Tomorrow,
Stabbed snakes,
Extraordinary elephants,
Could end up extinct.
Tomorrow,
Killed koalas,
Hounded hippos,
Could end up extinct.
Tomorrow,
Old orang-utans,
Poached penguins,
Could end up extinct.
Tomorrow,
Amazing animals,
Could end up extinct,
Will end
up extinct.
The Weird and Wonderful Must be Saved
with Cute and Cuddly
by Luka Chadwick (aged 9)
Endangered
animals
Not being free
Disturbed unhappily
Amazing animals
Never coming back
Gone for ever
Extinct
Red the colour of blood
Extinct
Don't kill the animals!!!
Angry
animals
Not being free
Ivory knife handles
Mammals moaning
Animals are living creatures
Living creatures
So don't kill the animals
Icebreaker
