Competition Entry

I love the rough waves of the sea
The way the wash of the waves
are like horses, galloping
Racing fastest just as the waves crash down
But slowing until nothing is left
As the wave hits the shore

The way that the deep blue of the sea and sky
Contrasts with the yellow sun and sand
And the white of the fluffy clouds and wash
Like a peacock showing off
its many colours
Displayed like a perfect painting

The way that the sea holds life
Like a giant house for most of Earth
With turtles and fish within
With waves for giant bodyguards
Stopping you from swimming
too far from your boat

The sound of the sea
is like a lion, roaring
As the thundering waves
Crash down, water sprays
And keeps on going
Until the wave hits the shore.

I always think about my Great Nanny Bridget,
I like it when i can go and visit,
My Great Nanny Bridget is 90 years old,
She has a heart full of gold.

I see what’s happening
I see what’s bad
I see what’s good and the things that are sad

I see a world full of lots of different feelings
Good, bad, crazy, scared, happy, excited, confusing

I see hope when I watch plants grow
I see nature
Birds and bees, spiders and snails
I see trees, they help us breath
We must look after nature
The planet can’t survive is nature isn’t alive

I would like to see a world with peace, good health and hope
When things get hard, I look for people that can help

WINNING POEM

When it is raining,
and the moon is shining just like the sun,
maybe the stars will form a rainbow
shining the colour of the night sky.
No one knows if it will.
You could see one in the sky
at night.
Tell me if it is colourful
or not.
It might be shiny
or it might be pale.
Tell me in the morning if you do,
or if you don’t.
I have seen it.
Maybe you have too?
If it doesn’t come out at first,
just wait.
If it shines like the sun or the moon
will it light up your room?
Like a flower shining in the night.

One morning I woke up feeling not right,
It wasn’t any sickness or joints that were tight,
I felt powerful,
It was wonderful,
I could see into the future.
I started to act like a creature,
Causing havoc everywhere I went,
I started to feel sorry for whoever felt discontent.
Am I a monster,
Or am I a daydreamer?

Flowers blooming, water dripping of the trees
you can hear rustling leaves, the wind is choppy
some stumps are hollowing the amazing spring.

Green grass, summer’s blooms,
growing trees and crunching leaves.
The bees are buzzing the birds are munching,
the perfect summer’s day.

Leaves turning red, scold autumn ahead,
the trees are shedding,
put on you’re wellies and don’t don’t forget a coat,
the crispy leaves gently float to the ground,
a cosy autumn awaits.

Snow falling, Santa’s calling,
a freezing winter’s near,
build a snowman make snow angels
enjoy it now winter’s here,
at night you look out of the window
and what’s that? A perfect snowflake,
it’s going to be a white Christmas.

Pack up ready, the new years here.

Amber the Anteater was getting bored,
Bean the Bear wanted to win an award.
Kelly the Kangaroo played with her niece,
Camille the Cobra loved watching geese.
Doc the Dolphin’s hobby was crochet,
Polly the Parrot’s hobby was macramé.
All of these animals play Marco Polo,
And all of them like singing a solo!

I look and see extraordinary things. Colours.
The colour of winter, Ice and snow.
White.
White brings friendship peace and hope.
But where there is white there is black.
A void sucking hope, friendship and joy and changing them,
making depression, loneliness and hopelessness.

There is beauty in all things, including fire.
Red, orange, yellow.
The colours of blood, sunset, joy.
Red with its love and anger but also blood with its pain.
Orange, the colour of autumn and sunsets.
Yellow, that brings summer, joy, happiness.
The colour of fun and relaxation.

Life. Humans, animals and plants alike.
The colour of spring, green with its plants and lush settings.
But also blue, an overlooked colour of life.
Sky and sea.
The oceans were the first destination of the rollercoaster of life,
but then again, drowning.

If you sit back and relax,
you’ll see the colours of our world.

The leaves rustled,
The wind whistled,
The mud squelched,
It was the sound of beauty.
The pigs oinked,
The cow mooed,
The chicken clucked,
It was the sound of animal chit-chat.
I could see trees,
I could see leaves,
I could see flocks of birds,
I could see herds of sheep,
It was nature.

I feel like Pluto out in space,
Downgraded and neglected because of my race.
It’s just like society down on Earth,
People are irrelevant because of their birth.
We hear the environment weep and cry,
But the best we’ve done is let it die.
Icebergs melting creatures’ homes destroyed,
Whilst the government leaders think our cries are absurd.
Mother nature watches in dismay,
As the people of Earth throw the environment away.
Me on Pluto, I’m happy and safe,
But the people of Earth are looking for a second place.
But I will not let this planet be corrupted,
So my planet will not be abducted.