Poems

Existence

0 January 9, 2017
by Ellen aged 12

She ponders her existence
She thinks about her future
Does it belong
Inside of her true song?
Her true calling in life?

Midsummer Night Hell

0 January 9, 2017
by Vicky Owens aged 12

Why me?
Why there?
Why now?
The sun gleaming as I glide to hell

Flowers

0 January 9, 2017
by Ashin aged 5

Flowers are beauty
They shine
Like the brightest stars

Flowers

0 January 6, 2017
by Ashni aged 10

Flowers are beauty
They’re gifts of love.
Things we cherish
That come from above.

Flowers are great
The brightest stars.
Yet they only come,
Shining in a vase!

Winter Weather

0 January 6, 2017
by Nikki aged 7

Crystal snow dazzling through the breeze
Trees covered in snow
Like frosty ice
It smells like winter weather
And looks extremely like winter wonderlands

Dancing

0 January 6, 2017
by Harshita Das aged 10

You should really see me dance
I wiggle and waggle my body like crazy
Which is quite unusual and impressive
For I’m usually quite lazy

I just spin myself around and round
And jump on a leg or two
I mean that’s quite something
The people who can do it, are only a few!!!

When I dance I don’t do the right steps
And I NEVER listen to the beat
I just go around moving my body
My head and my feet

I just move my body here and there
I don’t know what to do
And if you’ve heard that I got a D in dance
Now you know it’s true!!!

King of the Other Side

0 January 6, 2017
by Jackson Moritz

My palace under the Garden
where I reside and grow,
but I am not given credit
as their hidden king below.
My rule is one of subtlety;
the cloak I wear won’t stay.
So I give my realm a greater gift:
how to find their way.
Those I hunt have never fought,
instead they come to borrow
the truth about an apple,
of which I say to know.
I do not corrupt my lands,
and I certainly will not hide.
They can choose for themselves;
I am just the King of the Other Side.
My palace under the Garden
Where I spend my days with pride
I give to my subjects only what they seek:
The wisdom of the Other Side.

Family

0 January 6, 2017
by Neve aged 8

I love my family,
especially my Mummy and Daddy.

You can’t forget my little sister,
she’s called Yasmin I love her.

Grandma and Grandad are so lovely,
I’m so glad they look after me.

Last Night I Saw the Classroom Breathing

5 January 5, 2017
by Roen Chittock aged 10

Last night I saw the classroom breathing
Great guests of tables shouting
Rushing in and pushing out
The doors singing mouths.

Last night I saw the classroom laughing
Chairs got their legs shaking and spreading their arms
Tables split their sides
And the book corner completely creased themselves.

Last night I saw the classroom dancing
Cabinets shaking their bottom drawers out
Bins hopping over aching tables
Christmas trees wiggling in the breeze
Putting on a show for the radiators!

Last night I saw the classroom crying
White boards cracking their legs
Celanese falling to the ground
Chairs stomping over to the legs of the white board

Last night I saw the class starving
Flowers chomping crumbs
Books eating their pages
Shavers grazing pencil lids

Last night I saw the classroom sleeping
Bins closing their mouths
Windows slamming shut
Computers shutting down
When I grow up I’m going to be a door
Like a log
Snoozing in the book corner