Go
Wild in the Jumble
Here are the Winners!!!
Five winners
each receive these two fantastic new poetry anthologies from Macmillan
Children's Books!
For
winners and the best poems
click here
Wild!
Rhymes That Roar
Poems collected by James Carter and Graham Denton
- illustrated by Jane Eccles.
It's a really beastly book of poems about baby
bugs and mini-beasts, the sea and its inhabitants, green things: endangered,
extinct and ecological, reptiles and amphibians, amazing mammals and
winged things - birds and creatures of the air. As
an added bonus there are fact pages and mini quizzes about the creatures
in the poems.
For
more information click here
The
Jumble Book
Poems collected by Roger Stevens
and illustrated by Sarah Nayler.
About one in ten people in the UK
are affected by some degree of dyslexia which, in its severest form,
makes ordinary books difficult or impossible to read.
As well as lots of great poems that will
be enjoyed by everyone, layout, font
and paper colour have been designed to
make the book easy to read for people with dyslexia. The
book is being published in conjunction with Dyslexia Action.
For
more information click here
The
Winners
We had lots of fantastic entries for this competition
and it was difficult choosing the very best. But with the help of
Macmillan Children's Books we did. The winners were... Connah
Fossett, Madison Castle, Calum
Little,
Callum Sutherland and Abbie
Louise Luck. Well done!!! Their poems and the
best of the rest are below.
Tiger's
Cage by Connah Fossett (aged 9)
It's like being
in an animal court.
Square prison, no food to catch for myself.
Paltry, modest court.
Just for people, not for me.
Grey, dull, smelly house with no green.
Nothing to play with.
Sitting down waiting for my next meal.
No family to keep me company.
Damp not colourful no green to lie on.
Dreaming of eating a big juicy buffalo.
Climbing up trees and sitting on the branches.
Visualizing a lion crashing through the jungle like an elephant in
a rampage.
I think of meat floating in the air.
Why am I in this cramped cage?
Sea
Dream by Madison Castle (aged
9)
The sea bubbles
and froths
And the waves clash and bang.
The wind whips the ship's sails.
The fish swim violently about,
But I still stay aboard this cold,
Miserable ship with wind whipping across my face and hands frozen
stiff.
I hope this horrible boat ride will end only to find out it's a dream.
As I look overboard, I see huge black eyes staring straight at me.
Those big black eyes belong on a green turtle with slippery fins.
It has a giant shell perched on its back.
I grab the fishing net and thrust it into the sea and pull the turtle
upwards.
Then I grasp on to the gentle turtle.
Suddenly I wake up to find it has all been a dream.
Nearly
Black and Nearly White
by Calum Little (aged 9)
Nearly black and nearly white
Running faster than the night
Big ones, small ones, any size you like
Roaming the plains in the hot day sun
Lying down to sleep when the day is done
Four powerful legs to travel far and wide
When they see a lion they quickly run to hide
It looks like a horse in stripy pyjamas
Soft and gentle or would they harm us
Swishing the flies with their tails so long
At home on the wild plains of Africa where they belong
Animals
by Callum Sutherland (aged 8)
I saw a Dragon.
It blew blazing fire out of
its humungous jaw
A Lion jumped
out
from the tall African grass
and it roared at me
An Eagle swooped
down.
It opened its yellow beak
and caught a bright fish
The
Shark by Abbie Louise Luck (aged
13)
Down under there's a shadow,
By the shallows of the sea,
Down under there's a creature,
There to frighten you and me,
Its teeth are
really spiky,
And the eyes are bold and blue,
Down under there's a monster,
There to frighten me and you,
Smelling blood
around the waters,
Makes the creature jump with joy,
It smiles at the school of fish,
It might just be a ploy,
The tiny little
fishes,
Aren't too keen to see the beast,
But the creature isn't satisfied,
Without its fishy feast.
The
Best of the Rest.
We had some great poems entered for the
competition. These didn't win - but they were all very good. Well
done!
Wild
Bird of Shropshire
by Kirsty Brickles (aged 10)
Soaring through
the air,
Piercing through the sky,
The Wild Bird of Shropshire,
Came swooping and flying by.
Over all the rooftops,
Over all the trees,
The Wild Bird of Shropshire,
Flies in the gentle breeze.
Wings spread out
wide,
Heart beating fast,
The Wild Bird of Shropshire,
Passers-by aghast.
Flying over the
crystal ocean,
With his wings outspread,
Flying into Africa,
To nestle in his bed.
The Wild Bird of Shropshire,
Is no longer here,
He flew too long,
Now we have something to fear.
Wild Bird of Shropshire,
It is sad to say,
We really miss you,
Each and every day.
Wild Bird of Shropshire,
YOU ARE EXTINCT!
Rat-naldo's
Sonnet by Joseph Turner (aged 8)
There is a football team called the Wild Rats
It was only last week they beat their long time rivals the Curious
Cats
Their stadium is unusual, it's an empty block of multi-storey flats
The top floor is their magnificent pitch
They charge only £5 for a season ticket and that is a snitch.
Their star player is Rat-naldo, he is tall and fast.
His opponents can't keep up with him, he leaves them last.
He is up for transfer at the end of the season.
What they will pay has no rhyme or reason.
He will hold them for a price that will certainly be treason.
Wild
Cerberus of the Underworld by
Abigail Baker (aged 8)
The wild Cerberus
of the Underworld had a roar like a bear,
its teeth were bloodthirsty, it had ears like a hare.
Its claws were like a dozen knives, stuck on its victim.
Meanwhile its heads, all three, were staring at me
All six eyes, all three mouths.
Ahhhhhhh!!!
It's coming!
The wild Cerberus of the Underworld is coming to get me!
Dragons
by Cassidy Wilson (aged 10)
Dragons
What a scare, what a fright!
Tip-toe out of sight
into a dark cave
in the night.
The
Broadmoor Beef by
Cameron Withers (aged 8)
A big black nose and goggley eyes, a pair of pointy horns lay motionless
upon his square like crown.
A horrible grin with smelly breath and two black warts upon his head.
Rows of sharp jagged teeth, it uses them to shred raw meat.
A long purple scare roles down his cheek from a fight, he had one, just
last week.
I'm guessing you know who he is by now, he is the big, the scary, Broadmoor
cow.
He escaped from Broadmoor yesterday and is now looking for some prey.
A couple of weeks later a man came in.
He was called over from Africa by Gordon Brown, to try and tranquilise
the hideous cow.
They planned to move it to Balboa, good riddance to that horrible cow!
Wild Animals by Sophie Pasquier (aged
7)
Wild animals are beautiful to watch
Running, jumping, chasing, fighting
Zigzagging across the savannah
Hiding in the jungle
But only when they are free
Not in the zoo
Dolphin,
Dolphin by Amina (aged 10)
Dolphin Dolphin
Swimming through the sea,
Fast as a rocket
Could be he or a she.
Dolphin, Dolphin
Splish, Splash, Splosh,
May give us rides
But not that posh.
Dolphin Dolphin
With a little hole in its head,
That lets water out
Sometimes go to bed.
Dolphin, Dolphin
Smooth and sweet,
Soft like fur
and doesn't have feet.
Dolphin, Dolphin
Swimming through the sea,
Fast as a rocket
Could be he or a she.
Gigantic
Lion by Zaynah Mahmood (aged 10)
Gigantic lion
with a colour very bright,
hunts the jungle in the night.
That fiery glow that shimmers in his eyes,
in the moonlight there he lies.
Known as a jungle king,
hunts another animals and there he goes ting.
His mane as soft and golden as the sun,
when he roars you must run.
His claws, very sharp they go cling,
he loves to hear the little birds sing.
Animal
by Ibraheem (aged 9)
Teeth as sharp
as a knife,
getting ready to pounce out,
but through out the night its life has gone,
lives on the mountains, eats man,
claws as sharp as mountain tops,
fur as rough as
the ground,
reddish brownish skin,
creeping like a mouse, crunching through the snow,
ripping all the flesh of man and women,
all its strength it has to summon,
its ears are as
sharp as some pencil lead,
but now it can't because it's fled.
Rhino,
Rhino by Meherban Ul Haq (aged
10)
Rhino, rhino stamping
in the sand
couldn't find any dry land.
Slowly in a wet
ocean seeing the sea waving freely over
Nice fresh water when hits his long leg, moves away.
In the forest
before he gets caught just one last look at
the freely waves waving about.
Tiger by Bilal Muhammad (aged 9)
Tiger's eyes glow
in the night
The eyes glow in the night
they glow as the sun in the sky, like a torch light.
It can climb up
a tree
and it's for free.
The teeth are
like Dracula's
isn't it spectacular?
Tiger's eyes glow in the night.
Slimy
Snail by Aqsa Khan (aged 10)
Slimy snail leaves
a track,
carries his house on his back.
Lives in rocks
and walls,
his shell is like a beautiful round ball.
The place he sleeps
in the night,
is a dark damp garden site.
He eats leaves
and grass,
his movement isn't very fast.
Poor old slimy
snail,
wherever he moves he leaves a trail.
Deep
in the Jungle by Agata Grudzinska (aged 11)
Deep in the jungle
There is a huge beast
Waiting and waiting
For its very big feast
With its very sharp claws
It will attack
And in less than five seconds
It will be on your back
So if you go there
You better quit it
Because it sounds scary
You must admit it
Tiger,
Tiger by Zara Zaccariah (aged
10)
Tiger, tiger,
claws as sharp,
fur the colour,
of a fiery spark.
Tiger, tiger,
really big,
not very tall,
but as thick as a stick.
Tiger, tiger,
paws for hands,
when its prey comes,
it jumps like a prance.
Tiger, tiger,
moves quite quick,
hides in the bushes,
and runs in a tick.
Camel's
Cage by Selina Fields (aged 11)
Sitting in my
cramped cage.
All I can see is four blank walls.
There is only a little bit of sand.
I am standing on a cold concrete floor.
People are staring at me all day.
And the only light I get comes through
The window where they look at me.
I wish I had some
more food and water.
The dehydration is starting to give me
Stomach ache
I am really lonely I wish I had all of my
Friends and family back.
Why can't I be running around with
All of my camel friends?
Dolphin's
Cage by Ashleigh Morton (aged
10)
The cage is tiny,
it's like I'm swimming in a tiny corner of the room.
The children all
laugh at me, they only feed me if I do tricks for them.
The miserable
keepers only walk about the cage knowing
Panda
Cage by Abigail Sweeney (aged 10)
Sitting in a cramped,
lonely cage
Nothing to do I'm so bored
Hungry too.
I'm scared why do all the people look at me?
I don't like it here so empty and grey
Zoo's are horrible people too.
I want to be in China
To taste the crunchy bamboo
To listen to the exotic birds singing
To smell the Chinese food that the people eat
To see the tall trees and different animals
To touch and hug my family
I wonder what the other animals are thinking?
Panther's
Cage by Kyle Lockwood (aged 10)
Why I am here
and why am I lonely?
There are no toys and I am so angry.
My cage is dark and it feels like I'm trapped.
Why am I here for people to stare and point at me?
What am I here for? Why can't I be running after other animals?
My lips taste like meat.
As well as I can feel the grass.
As well as I hear other animals running around.
I dream that I can be eating meat and running around.
Please just let me free and find my family?
The
Lonely Elephant by Nathan Shepherd
(aged 10)
Trapped in my
dull, dark, lonely cage.
Darkness makes the day feel like night.
Feeling silly when people laugh at me.
No room to walk and play.
Not having much water or food
Makes me feel hungry and thirsty.
Sad Sad Sad
I am dreaming about light.
Seeing my family again.
Room to play
And seeing my friends again
Why am I here?
This is for people
Not me!
The Tiger's Cage by Bradley Churchward
(aged 9)
Sitting there
in a smelly corner.
No light and just looking at four walls.
Hungry, no toys at all, tired and cold.
No wind or light.
Just in a cold corner.
Bored, Bored, And Bored.
This is not for me.
This is for people.
I am dreaming about being in the wild.
The trees are blowing on my face.
As I camouflage myself
And look at a deer.
Hearing Buffalo charging along the plain.
I am so scared I want to go home.
The
Flesh Eating Hamster by Bethany Kidd (aged 9)
The flesh eating
hamster is a bad, bad thing,
You wouldn't want to run into him,
The flesh eating hamster wanders around,
When he's after something, bound,
That's the end of the animal or whatever he's after,
All I've got to say is you need a partner,
'Cause when the flesh eating hamster is around,
You need to defeat it together,
Otherwise something might happen and you'll never be found.
Wild
Animals by James Barratt (aged 8)
The Lizard has colourful skin,
Which helps her hide in the trees.
She is small and sneaky,
The bright patterns helping to disguise her.
Her cheeky tongue pops out to catch flies,
They call her Lucy the Lizard.
The Monkey swings on vines,
his colour is brown like the trees.
Ooh-Aah, Ooh-Aah is the noise
They make when they find a banana.
He is such a cheeky monkey!!
We call him Martin the monkey.
Leo the lion roams the plain waving his mane,
his ferocious claw's attacks other animals,
His coat is like a field of gold,
his teeth are sharp as knives,
He roars to scare the other animals
they call him Leo the lion.
Barney the baboon has a red nose like a clown,
they eat tree leaves and juice fruit,
they are grey in colour and topped off with a red bottom.
They swing in the trees playing chase,
they call me Barney the Baboon.
A
Strange New World! by Ruhee Parelkar (aged 7)
One day when I woke up
Fresh as morning dew,
I found myself in a world
Strange and new!
A camel without its hump,
A frog that could not jump.
A leopard without its spots,
A ladybird with no dots.
An elephant without a trunk,
A stripe less chipmunk.
A tortoise without its shell,
Santa without jingle bells
A butterfly without wings,
A cuckoo that couldn't sing.
A reindeer without horns,
Movies without popcorn.
A peacock without the plume,
A house with no rooms
A lion without its mane.
A sleigh without its reigns
I didn't like this new world
Nothing in it was fine;
I wished I could get back
To the good old world of mine.
Wild Animals in the Jungle by
Chloe Webb (aged 8)
In the wild jungle where the animals love to roam,
To many different creatures this is their home,
Lots of different noises that they all make,
it's hard to hear the slivery, slimy snakes
The tall giraffes reach up high their necks are so long that they
nearly touch the sky.
Out of all the animals in the wild
my favourite are the playful monkeys because they make me smile.
Wild Animals by Faith Bridge (aged
5)
I'm scared,
It's freaky out there,
With monkeys up in the air
With lions far away,
I'm hiding behind a tree,
It's so scary out there.
It's so scary out there,
The tigers are creeping forward,
I am really scared,
It's really freaky out there
I'm lost, I'm cold, I'm covered in mould,
Maybe next time when I come
I might bring my mum.
