Once I had a dream,
It was about a dragon,
It had glitter emerald eyes
And beautiful, colourful body.
It only loved me.
But what about me and Nancy?
OK, let’s ask them,
But it was a dream
So we can’t ask them.
But why, huh? The time has already gone.
So yeah, Natalia.
OK I get it now,
No more dream now,
Now time to start the day,
BYE BYE DREAM
HELLO SUNSHINE
!YAY!
Please let me out of my cold cage at night
So I can stretch my wings
Please let me out of my cold cage at night
Black-grey clouds grow over me
A lash of lightning strikes me
The roaring thunder charges towards me
It starts to rain like someone dropped tea
I feel like I am riding on a lightning bolt
Lightning bolts are roots that try and take over the world!
It comes in different colours
It comes in magical shapes
I wonder where it comes from
It might come from the sun…
I explode…
There’s this place in school
Where poems are put up
Several of mine were there
I was like the poet laureate
Of the school
I decided to send
A few more poems
Two poems
One long
And the other longer
I wrote them down
On pieces of paper
And put them inside the box
The next day I expected
To see my poem on the board
I ran to the board
But didn’t see my poems
I was dejected
Were my poems bad?
Were my poems really that bad?
I will never ever put
A poem written
On a small sheet of paper
Inside the box
I promised myself
The next day
I just went to see
What poems had been put up
And there it was
The poems written by me!
Books are to study
Books are fun
They help us in learning
They give us knowledge to understand
And have morals.
Books of all kinds are there
Fully books, Story books,
Adventure books,
All kinds
Whenever alone read a book,
Always remember books are fun
Never be careless with books
You will need them everywhere you go.
The ocean is blue
The ocean is vast
Spreads out for miles around
With rubies on the surface
And gold underneath
As blue as the sky above
As calm as the river impatient
Covering most of the Earth
Like a warm, cuddly blanket
Miles deep, below the ground
Filled with living things, lively and playful
The Sun above
As glittering rays fall on the surface
She is beautiful and powerful
She is swift and calm
And yet, she has her other side
She is unpredictable
And in a rage, she can create the worst of storms
And tsunamis
And other things we have learnt to fear
There could be consequences
If she were a human
Her eyes calm and steady
They switch from shades of green
Fierce looking
No one dares to cross her
Her hair as golden
As the Sun’s rays she absorbs
Wavy, they fall about her shoulder
Her skin as pale as the moon
A sleeveless gown
Of hues of blue
Sweeping the floor
Walks mightily
Like a proud queen
Dark blue sandals
Like the deeper part of the ocean
Her jewellery made of pearls
Found in the depths
Her ring
Has tiny jellyfishes
Engraved on them
She holds a cupped hand of water gingerly
For that is
The heart of the Ocean
As turquoise as the summer sky.
As amber as a roaring fire.
As gold as a winning medal.
As silver as a distant glimmering snowflake.
As bronze as an Iron Age bracelet
As magenta as a delicious dragon fruit.
As scarlet as a red hot chilli.
As you sleep the monster is there, hiding right under your very own bed,
he sits there quietly, as quiet as a mouse,
waiting for a moment to raid your house!
He has prickles on his back, right down from his neck,
he has big black eyes, and a beak that can peck,
his giant furry feet can cover a head,
I wonder why he likes it under a bed?
He likes to eat cheese and eggs a lot,
he also likes to break most pots,
it’s always at twelve when he gets up,
to scoff down all of the food that’s been left out,
it’s usually stale old bread or manky cheese,
he peels all of the rotten stuff off with ease,
after he’s finished he goes off back to under your bed,
then the monster rests his head,
till the next night, when he raids again!