My First Poem

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by Venezia aged 8

I haven’t seen the snows.
Because I might freeze.
I feel cold every time when it’s winter.
And I go to UK instead.
It’s freezing in Edinburgh and London.

 

Soldier

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by Beattie aged 10

screams ring in my head
I can’t sleep
the memories of bombs and guns
all come back to me
my family comfort me
it does not work
the air sirens go off
my father was taken
but not forgotten
for I am a soldier

Big Things

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by Teertha Vaniya aged 12

There is a big, huge elephant
A small infant
Grows to be a big, huge adult
Some small homework
It gives me a smirk
How it can grow into a bigger work
A teeny, tiny car
Is way more far
To become big road
It is not easy to make tea
In a sea
For a ship
A lumen
Of humans
Get into a big plane
So you see these big things
Bring small thing with them as well

I Am a Bird

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by Emma He aged 7

I am a bird.
I live in a nest with big leaves.
I like to eat worms.
I love to sing songs as loud as can be.

I can fly very high in the sky.
I am scared of loud noises.
While I can escape from dangers without you seeing my eye.
I am a bird and I will always be.

The Night Sky

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by Beattie aged 10

I am an ocean
of shining fish;
I am an ever
growing universe;
Your secrets confide in me;
I conceal the mysteries of space;
like a dreamland
of fluffy clouds;
wishes and dreams
float around in a never-ending abyss;
my beauty is a cover
for the darkness inside

Blessing

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by Katie Sadasivam aged 9

The arctic white crystals,
descend and tickle each surface;
grass, stone, wood,
each flake unique.

Image the sway of it,
six sided beauties spin down,
a soft hit on the ground of glitter.
Blissfully swishing,
gracefully gliding.

A rush of snowflakes drop,
as the flurry never seems to stop,
the crisp air rejoices in the nipping wind,
snowing glitter,
blowing bitter,
as a blank canvas forms on the glistening ground.

Suddenly a chance of fortune strikes,
right before a child’s eyes,
as the incessant snowfall flurries and flies,
a sudden silence. Then cheering.
Children rush to the door.
Frantic hands, wrapping layers,
rushing outside,
their joy echoes as they play in the purest white,
building, sculpting, carving, creating,

and memories engraved in their small minds,
their laughing, a voice that rings in the dark,
as the blessing glides gracefully,
over their protected bodies,
a snowy paradise behold.

The Countdown

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by Sarah Apostol aged 11

Swimmers, standing on the diving blocks,
Waiting for the call;
The silence and tension in the air was deafening,
Even the chatty ones fell silent.
The birds had stopped chirping
And the wind had stopped howling.
I myself was on the block,
Calming myself down.
All of a sudden,
The referee called out,
“Take your marks!…”
The tension grew more and more,
As our muscles tensed. “BEEP!”
I lunged forward with all my might,
Ignoring the pain and shock
As I entered the water.
I broke through the surface and gulped the air.
I raced through the water,
Feeling the adrenaline
Run through my blood.
Our powerful arms moving,
Gracefully and aggressively.
My chest burnt,
And my body shuddered with exhaustion,
I felt like I was suffocating.
Fortunately, I turned to breathe to the side
When out of the corner of my eye,
I noticed Gabriel and Diana encouraging me
And I didn’t want to let them down.
So I kicked my legs harder than ever,
And moved my arms so quick
I thought they were a blur.
I was close to the end,
So I sped up;
Faster and faster I went,
When I was near the flags
I used every bit of energy left inside me,
And sprinted to the end.
My hand whacked the wall hard
As I finished.
I gasped and splattered heavily,
Feeling the throbbing pain in my head.
As I unblocked my ears from water,
I started to hear
The London Aquatics Centre erupt with cheers and applause.
I could see the proud look in my coaches eyes;
I blushed with pride
As I noticed that I had come first!
I slapped the water, feeling overjoyed and triumphant,
Yet overwhelmed and fatigued.
I climbed out of the pool,
Feeling like a queen.
I was soaked to the bone
But I didn’t care,
I did it!
I had reached my goal!

A note to swimmers:
Never give up,
Never slow down.
With true and hard work,
Anything can be accomplished, won or done.
If you really have a dream,
Go for it,
And never fail to the ground
When times are tough.
Get out of your cage and soar up in the stars.

Winter, Winter

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by Arabella Dercksen aged 8

Winter, Winter cold breeze comes
Winter, Winter, twinkling lights shine
Winter, Winter the crunchy snow
Winter, Winter how lovely you are

Why?

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by Ehsaan Shaikh aged 8

I hear the news
I see the tears
If I only knew why humans
Have to lose

The war is happening
I don’t know why
Haven’t we learnt it doesn’t work
To hurt each other
When we are all just brothers?
But we are just seeing fear
On the faces of our mothers.

I see the people walk away
Pretending it isn’t looking their way.
We need to learn to help each other
And become humans who see each other.

Wipe the tears from our mother’s face
And let the war stop raging in hate
We are all together in this world
Please let us remember to stay united
And become humans who win together
Not break each other.

Snowy

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by Arshdeep aged 12

Kids are laughing having fun in the winter times
playing snowball fights all day long
making snowmen and chilling
I hope the fun never ends
Winter, here you come