Poems

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

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!!!

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.

Olympic rider
Multi millionaire
Globe trotter
Birds-eye ballooner
Unicorn creator
New country revealer

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

Gold outline
Beautiful scriptures
Glass case
Nailed on the wall
Big bold reflection
Lights
Darkness

Last night, I saw the village dancing,
Lots of children,
Dancing and
Prancing away
To the speakers’ singing mouths.

Last night, I saw the village swimming,
Big breezes of yachts,
Gliding through and
Floating gracefully out
Of tunnels’ talking throats.

Last night, I saw the village baking,
Crowded chefs,
Baking cakes and
Cooking steaks
And kitchens screaming, “Let’s bake!”

Last night, I saw the village starving,
Grown-ups chanting for food,
Licking their plates clean!
Chubby churches got stuffed with people
And chimed across the residence.

Last night, I saw the village weeping,
The roof tops flapped frantically,
Two buildings collapsed suddenly and
Clothes leaked out of smashed windows.

Last night, I saw the village partying,
Mrs Middleton drove rapidly to the hall and
The street lamps watched over the scene,
And the lasers,
Like a wire,
Shone in the starry night sky.

Last night I saw the bedroom awakening
The blinds were blinking lazily
Stretching and yawning
As drawers shouted!

Last night I saw the bedroom crying
Books dejectedly sat on the shelves
Carpets stayed frantically still
Shadows stood upon the wall.
Windows were soaked with tears.

Last night I saw the bedroom laughing
Alarm clocks got the giggles!
Mirrors shook hysterically.
And
Sheets completely creased themselves.

Last night I saw the bedroom starving
Curtains smacked their lips and ate seven windows.
And the fans stuffed there faces with wind.

Last night I saw the bedroom dancing
Chester drawers opened there mouths happily
Doors split their sides and held hands with hinges.
And carpets completely out creased themselves.

Last night I saw the bedroom sleeping
Pillows night dreamed!
Covers warmed themselves up
Bedside lamps quietly boasted,
“When I grow up I want to own this bedroom.”
And the carpet
Was like a flying rug
Snoozed in the dark gloomy night

I will put in the hat
The screech of a shooting star on a summer night,

Frost from a cold blooded dragon,
The tip of a tooth touching a tube.

I will put in the hat
a solid rock pounding on the earth,
the zap of a broken wire going through your body,
a sparking flame from a fire breathing dragon.

I will put into the hat
Three mastered forces controlled with power,
The last strike of an ancient staff,
And the first wave of a young ghost.

I will put into the hat
A sixteenth realm and a new crystal,
A Ninja on a dragon,
And a Sensei riding on an air boat.

My hat is fashioned from straw and bamboo and gold,
With weapons in the hat and energy all around,
Its edges are the blades of a sword.

I shall ride in my hat
On the strongest breeze from a old student,
Then land by a dojo,
The colour of an ancient dragon.