Poem by Gill

A Cheeky Walrus

A cheeky walrus

It’s back again, glorious

Give him a hug now!

As its tusk shines bright in the sky

It’s a walrus, beauty to the eye

OH NO! It’s coming “Flip Flop”

Its flippers “Slip Slap”

Its tusk through the prey “Nom Nom”

The flabs jumping around “Boing Boing”

It’s a walrus”YAY”

Poems by Holly Sanders-Young

Waterfall
It is a small pieces of rice falling on your head
It is leaves falling
It is small rocks dropping down.

Swimming
Flipping caps
grabbing lane ropes
people splashing
coach yelling
dripping towels
music bubbles
kicking like a hippo.

Tentacles by Harry Knight

Tentacles

by Harry Knight, age 11yrs

Branches, naked

and brown like a teddy bears fur

in the shape of an octopus’ tentacles

falling and hanging from a tree.

 

Wind snoring and howling

like an old man in bed.

Bark - old and wrinkly

like his face.

Surfing the Wind by Matthew Baird

Surfing the Wind

by Matthew Baird

Distracting, amazing, yellow blazing

Stuck, chains too tight, this is their chance to be free.

Breeze blows flipping like fish fins

flying, falling, surfing the wind.

Dying

their wish comes true to live free and be alone.

Bare as a bone.

He stands still; someday he will have

a tight group of friends again.

He will truly be happy…

For a while