The next update will be Friday 17th February Poems must reach us by Wednesday 15th February Maximum poem length is 20 lines Please remember to tell us your AGE or you may not be chosen!!! If your poem wasn't chosen - why not look at Top Tips and try again? The Dolphin by Phoebe Bakewell (aged 8) The dolphin is as blue as the sea The dolphin is so playful Looking for prey through the sea As he rolls along the ocean he touches the rocks Swimming quickly along As fast as the current of the wave Wet like a pool of water He makes graceful sounds to his friends His eyes are as black as pen ink His hunger chases him He dashes through the water like he has somewhere to go. My Winter Morning by Jessica Whiteley (aged 8) It was so quiet that I saw the sun gazing like the moon and all around was like a large white box covered in snow. It was so rough that I could see my hand rubbing against the fence giving me splinters from the wood. It was so noisy that the wind was racing in and out of my ear and the tree blowing like a tornado. It was so peaceful that I saw a slope going down to the flat with the lovely sky like the sea. Angel Cake by Madhumanti Dey (aged 8) I think angel cakes Taste good But I haven't ever tasted one. If I had The problem of my boring old oatmeal Would be solved and done. I would feel heavenly, like an angel That I don't have to eat That same sliced bagel. But it's not just about breakfast It's about something else too It would be…. A dream come true. Recipe for a Dragon by Kimberley Cota (aged 8) Capture breath as fiery as flames burning from a volcano. Peel the scales from a vicious, angry serpent that has just killed an intruder. Steal a heart as humble and vicious as lightening to enemies that approach. Add the wings caught from of a gigantic alien that fly up and spread out. Grab a tail that flips, curls and swats from the core of a burning sun. Sharpen claws, turned spikey and metal, stolen from a lion that roars. Add a head, burning from a bull dunked in thrashing larva. Press on eyes dazzling like sparklers on bonfire night. Place on the prickling ears of a monster straining to hear his victims. Throw round flames that are whirling and dancing like fireworks. Paint with colours purple, red and green, mixed like dripping paint. Screw down two spikes to the head, rounded like elephants' tusks. Stir on a cool day or hot summer's eve, Then mash the spare body parts together like crushed biscuits. Let him go free to gallop and fly. Let him rest in a cave, with the close of an eye. Winter by Billy Simmons It was so still that I heard the thundery snowclouds whip against the pollard trees. The twirling wind made a massive snow storm. It was so peaceful that the crumbly snow made people fall down hills. Freezing cold leaves made hands freeze. It was so silent that the trees stood like statues. It was so silent that the crumbly snow in my hand was so soft that it was like sand. It was so calm that the trees stood like statues in front of the thundery clouds. The Lion by Joshua Drake The lion hurtles rapidly Looking for prey to ambush, He targets his prey before chasing it. He watches carefully before taking off like a rocket He sneaks up on prey while it's not looking, He keeps his eye on prey while dashing. Never gives up when prey gets away He makes his prey surrender before kills, He whacks his teeth against prey to kill. Once his prey is dead he eats My Dog Scamp by Michelle Cobbledick (aged 12) My dog's name was Scamp He even bounced on the tramp He died on my Birthday I knew it wasn't a happy day We buried him with a rose so he is still living And me? I still water it with a hose The Wolf by Lani Bakewell (aged 9) The wolf's great growl as she ambushes her prey Jet black fur and focused eyes Jagged teeth in the cold black forest Her bristly hairs as sharp as her razor claws Her dribbling tongue and sharp pointed muzzle Gnashing jaws as sharp as a blade She never gives up Pounce! She attacks The life of the fox is gone Frozen Days by Harry Duffield (aged 8) It was so peaceful that I heard Silky snow crunch when we walked over it. Bluely black sky darkened, the sun broke through. It was so quiet that I felt my frozen hands shaking on the iced hills. It was so still that I listened to my heart beating while the trees swayed slowly. It was so silent that I heard the wind blow the snow like an eagle swooping down on its prey. The Eagle by Diane Clark The eagle's eager eyes focus, feeling confident he glides, with eyes locked on target, gliding through the trees he's challenged, his dark feathers darken the sky, pointy beak as sharp as a knife, glaring in the distance he shoots down, the prey is dead in seconds. The Husky by Lily GoodChild (aged 9) The husky's jet black fur Deep growls as it seizes its prey Coal black wood where it lives An underground den The wild animal scanned As his bright ears hear Its prey The husky has bursting white fur like Glittering snowflakes The animal's strong grip feet As it walks on the white Platform razor sharp jaws As pointy as the blade Of a knife It never gives up It pounced out and eats it all up The Bengal Tiger by Reuel Igbokwe (aged 8) The Bengal Tiger logs onto its victims Camouflaging itself it launches like a racing car Targeting its victim it jumps out of nowhere Its killer sharp fangs devour its victim The Bengal Tiger is victorious. One Windy Day by Aidan Shote (aged 9) One windy day there were trees There were trees dropping leaves like bombs With the wind whispering in my ears and a bird Flying fast as lightning With its head straight and wings back like A long spear The King Cobra by Georgie Furze (aged 8) The king cobra brilliantly slithers As if it was like an ice cube on a hill, Weeping through millions of microscopic grains of sand, Wiry stringy body, Sun blazes like a fiery meatball, It hisses violently like the rapid engine of sports car, Skidding as it locks its head in to position, Desperate to eat in the deserted desert, It ambushes its prey and dislocates its jaws, It slithers silently as it sheds its soft scaly skin, It shows its razor colossal jaws, It kills in a second and in seconds it has done its work. The Silent Poem by Lani Bakewell (aged 9) It was so motionless I could see the clouds slowly move across The shallow snow It was so calm I could see the sun shrouded beneath the clouds With the dazzling light beams shining On the swaying trees It was so peaceful I could feel the snow slugging on my boots It was so tranquil I could see the trees like galloping horses Clouds like flying dementors The Leopard by Hermione Gallagher (aged 8) The leopard stares at its prey His vicious teeth targeting food The leopard's roar sounds as loud as an elephant stamping His sharp canines chewing on its prey He quickly sprints ahead in the peachy sky He runs before its death. The Komodo Dragon by Billy Simmons The Komodo dragon's venomous tongue and spit are dangerous. Largely he walks along the path Sensing his prey. His bladed teeth are invisible. No animal could take this beast. He is a walking giant. The rocky terrain is like the America sky lands. Deep and frightful. Its prey surrenders. He is deadly. The Cheetah by Jessica Whiteley (aged 8) The Cheetah is staring at his prey, The Cheetah is as fast as a rocket, He sprints because he's eager for his food, He's as loud as a sports car's violent engine, His claws are like daggers. Leopard by Aidan Shote (aged 9) The leopard charges its prey Eager to have its lunch on that very day Eyes locked on its target to get its prey Blazing hot sun slowing its prey Blurred grass. The leopard is ready to jump And catch its prey Rips into the body The prey surrenders The game is all over and the leopard Rips into its prey Winter Wave by Aidan Shote (aged 9) It was so calm you could hear the gentle snow falling on to the ground with the trees swaying in the air. It was so quiet you could hear birds jumping in the fresh snow while they were singing like angels. It was so silent that the sun went cold and the snow went thick. Frozen Icy Days by Reuel Igbokwe It was so silent that I heard trees whisper to one another like talking trees. It was peaceful that I heard trees removing Their crackly leaves. It was so quiet that I heard trees whisper to each other saying, Look he is coming. It was so calm that I could see the dark clouds as a cloak looming against the blazing sun. Updated January 12th 2012 Nature by Zoe D. (aged 9) Sun, leaves, snow, and flowers Winter storms and springtime showers Summer leaves heat as fall leaves color Seasons change one into another This is Nature Bristle, bristle in the trees Buzz, buzz, all the bees Way up top and in the sky Is where the little bluebirds fly This is Nature Shimmering lakes and running creeks Cranes drink the water with very long beaks From the rivers and into the ocean Where fish cause quite a commotion This is Nature School Bus Fuss by Ricky Robin (aged 10) I woke up in the morning feeling fresh as a baby I ate enough breakfast to feed an elephant, maybe?! On the way to school I heard a loud buzz, the school bus broke down because the engine was broke, it was. The driver called the mechanic, finally! But he was stuck in traffic… why me? We were stuck in the bus for an hour or so, but I'm not complaining, we had less school, WAY TO GO! Flowers by Mika Lambert (aged 11) Roses for me, Violets for you, Flowers are awesome, because they always BLOSSOM! Chocolate by Hannah (aged 10) and Taylor W. (aged 8) Chocolate is so lovely Honeycomb is sometimes found inside On and off I eat it a lot Chocolate is so fantastic Oh chocolate, oh chocolate Lovely to the thought, taste and touch Amazing fantastic chocolate Taylor W. loves chocolate Everyday, every moment Flipperty, Flopperty, Floo! by Francesca Dymock-Budd (aged 9) Sometimes when you don't know what say you tend to get shouted at!! So why not use the new method of saying... FLIPPERTY, FLOPPERTY, FLOO!!! WHOOO!!! Updated 22nd Dec 2011 A Reading Pantoum by Shifa Syedah (aged 9) Books are so fun to read They are very enjoyable Fun ones don't let you stop All you can't do it drop out of it They are very enjoyable You can read all kinds All you can't do is drop out of it Don't stop reading, reading is fun You can read all kinds Fun ones don't let you stop Don't stop reading, reading is fun Books are so fun to read For lots more pantoums click here! The Shoe Mouse by Prabhjot Singh (aged 11) All alone in the house the shoe was home of the mouse. In the night it's cozy, but the day makes it lousy. No cats come, no dogs chase, but the mouse rests in his place. He often brings some food, but the shoe makes it tasty and good. The mouse now lives jolly good in the grand lorry hood. The shoe adds to his glory, And this house makes his story. And now… lots of Year 4 Monster Poems Monster by Ellie Rice (aged 9) He is as fat as a cat, Because all he eats is sweets And different kind of meats. Tuesday he had cheese and onion crisps And told his mum he had nothing to eat So he got a treat. Wednesday he sneakily got crisps again, cheese and onion yet again, He got that flavour but I don't know why. His mum got Quavers, His friend gave him a fright late that night But at least he wasn't a bird They moved out because of him. A Monster in My Room by Casey Colebrook (aged 8) There is a monster in my room It is as fast as a fox Scary as a dog Big as a horse Funny as a my friend Small as an ant Black as a cheetah Intelligent as a giraffe I am not scared I am as brave as a cat. The Monster by Alieghsha Hodnett (aged 8) The monster is like a big fluffy tree The monster is like horrible brown dirt The monster is like a scary shark The monster is like a slimy bogy The monster is like a white cow The monster has sharp teeth like a shark. My Monster Bob by Sam Swindles and Melissa Page (aged 8) My monster has a body like a spiky shark's tooth Eyes like a bumpy tree A nose like a pointy ice cream cone A mouth like an evil witch And arms like a flat book. My monster is as friendly as a friend As clever as a scientist As loud as a giant As smelly as a pair of dirty underpants And as frightening as a zombie. The Night Before Halloween by Adam Thompson (aged 8) One night before Halloween, My monster made a big scream, I found him hiding in the fridge, A bird came to see him scream in the middle of a good dream But once again it was the smoky dain, For the only wane he could not run because he was sucking his thumb! Plus he is as tall as a skyscraper!!! I Found a Smelly Monster by Brandon Swain and Evie Nulty (aged 8) I found a monster on a scary night, My monster is as fat as an elephant, It gave me such a fright Because he is as big as a fatiphant, He smells of dog droppings, He is as sticky as goo, He jumps like a bunny hopping, When he jumps in poo. My Favourite Monster by Olivia Smith (aged 8) and Lilly Webster (aged 9) Of all the mad monsters my favourite By far is my pet monster Poppy Who I found hiding in a car. She was wet and damp And tied to the seat So we paired her up Me and my fellow flat mate. We live in a flat not far from were we found Poppy. She is as yellow as the sun And as purple as a plum And has a big bum. She is as cute as Olivia And as silly as Lily And as fab as Frankie. She is as clever as my teacher And as hot as a fire in a beaney. Frightening Monsters by Emily Roberts (aged 9) It was a dark, dark night and my monster gave me a fright, I found him up a tree. He was talking to a bee, My monster was wearing his underpants, And watching TV, He told me he had children. In fact three, I was so relieved that I peed Monster by Frankie Lamb (aged 9) It was a snowy night, And my monster had a big fright, He saw tiny mini mice, He was watching them eating rice, Although you would think, He would not jump in a sink, But he did, Plus he was acting like a kid. He was still on the sink he got off, And all the mice ran off. He was trying to catch them, But they climbed up a stem, He turned to me and I gave him a name, I called him Crying Cane. So my monster is as whiney as a little baby. He met his old friend called Mr Nabey. Monster by Jack Stokes (aged 8) Of the all the mad monsters My favourite by far Is my pet Pikle Who I found hiding in a car. He is as tall as a tower. And he has no brain. He is as smelly as a sock. And as fast as a train. He is as fat as a pig. He has hair like seaweed. He is as funny as a clown. And he likes to read. He is as stupid as Patrik Star. He is ten feet tall. He is as slimy as a slug. And he can grow big and small. Mad Monster by Louis Barrow (aged 8) Of all the mad monsters my favourite by far is my pet Bob who I found in the car. His top half is red and his bottom half is green. His legs are wobbly like jelly. And he is not nasty or mean. He is as loud as a Lion. He is as funny as a clown and he is happy and helpful and he never feels down. Monster by Owen Morrisey (aged 9) My monster is as smelly as a skunk But be careful what you say Because he turned into a monk And I sunk Into depression. One day I saw my Monster's girlfriend at night And it gave me a fright It was a rare sight And he was a bit bare, Monster is as ugly as a star nose mole Even though he doesn't dig a hole. My monster wanted to go to the moon And he looked like a loon And then he ate a spoon. He dyed his fur and hair orange And he looked like an Orang-utan And then he went into a volcano But somebody said Are you sure you want to do that? And I was thinking, Say no But he said yes and it took him into a land And there was a lot of sand He found a key Then he went for wee Now you see It took him to his world far, far away! I shouldn't say stuff like that Because he might haunt me. The Biscuit Eating Monster by Sophie Fisher (aged 8) One dark night I saw a monster And it gave me a fright. I was as spiky as a hedgehog, Also I was as smelly as a dump, My name is Henry, But people call me Hairy Henry, My monster is as brown as a Gruffilo, And hairy also soft like a teddy bear, Sometimes I swim but when I do I get, very angry like a bear, My manky monster Is as hot as a volcano, But when I get cold I am as cold as an iceberg. What me and my monster Love most of all Is watching each other eat biscuits. Monster by Caitlin Richards (aged 8) He is as big as an elephant and as naughty as a dog. He is as nasty as a bully and as loud as a monkey. He is as fat as a hippo and as lazy as a lion. He's as smelly as a fish and as orange as a tiger. He's as arty as an artist and as ugly as a peace of rotten cheese. I named my monster Mr Stinky Pypo He has the most amazing throw He'd never throw me though I just know. Pantoums Below are lots of poems written as pantoums. But what is a pantoum? See if you can work it out. Cats by Annie Wier (aged 10) Their cuteness makes others happy Catching mice is what they do Each one is unique and special Their whiskers are as long as pencils Catching mice is what they do They love to cuddle up to you Their whiskers are as long as pencils They are always on the move They love to cuddle up to you Eating food is their pleasure They are always on the move It's surprising what they can do Eating food is their pleasure They will love you forever It's surprising what they can do Cats are so great, who knew They will love you forever Each one is unique and special Cats are so great, who knew Their cuteness makes others happy. Snow by Madison Saam (aged 9) The first snow has come. None of the snowflakes are the same Oh, the snow is so very white It's zero degrees at night None of the snowflakes are the same We're building forts that look like castles It's zero degrees at night Brrrr, it's sure cold We're building forts that look like castles I got my winter jacket, I'm ready to go Brrrr, it's sure cold I taste the fresh falling snow Oh, the snow is so very white I got my winter jacket, I'm ready to go! I taste the fresh falling snow The first snow has come. Frogs by Alex Jergerian (aged 9) Frogs are cool They are slimy They like water They are amphibians They are slimy They need to stay wet They are amphibians They are hibernators They need to stay wet They are not toads!!! They are hibernators They have smooth skin They are not toads!!! They like water They have smooth skin Frogs are cool War by Logan Lee (aged 9) Ammo taken from them Going on for very long Dead lay everywhere People dying every second there Hard to win Dead lay everywhere Ammo taken from them Grasso stealing from the dead Ammo taken from them People dying every second there Grasso stealing from the dead Going on for very long Water by Abby Rothstein (aged 10) Water calm as a reader Beautiful as sky blue eyes Dive in to swim Underwater comes to life Beautiful as sky blue eyes Fish dart there and there Underwater comes to life Coral big or small Fish dart there and there Blue whales huge Coral big or small Baby seahorse small as sand Blue whales huge Dive in to swim Baby seahorse small as sand Water calm as a reader Puppy by Reilly Werkhoven (aged 10) The puppy barked When the door bell rang We open the door Far in the room When the door bell rang The puppy growled Far in the room The guests greeted The puppy growled When a cat came in The guests greeted More knocks on the door The puppy barked When a cat came in More knocks on the door We open the door Horses by Olivia Betters (aged 10) Very graceful Most beautiful creatures on earth A girl's best friend Very gentle Most beautiful creatures on earth Extremely friendly Very gentle So ADORABLE! Extremely friendly A girl's best friend So ADORABLE! Very graceful Halloween by George Grunklee (aged 9) Costumes of all kinds Candy being given out Spooky decorations People outdoors Candy being given out Darkness in the sky People outdoors Zombies everywhere Darkness in the sky Ghosts and goblins Zombies everywhere Jack o' lanterns lit Ghosts and goblins Spooky decorations Jack o' lanterns lit Costumes of all kinds Oireachtas by Annie Wier Talented dancers everywhere Girls wearing wigs in their hair Sparkling dresses shine bright People praying that they did their dances right Girls wearing wigs in their hair People do a lag leap and sour through the air People praying that they did their dances right They think about their scores all night People do a lag leap and sour through the air Boy dancers click their heels together They think about their scores all night I will love the Oireachtas forever Boy dancers click their heels together There are stands that have crowns that sparkle I will love the Oireachtas forever It's the hopes and dreams of everyone There are stands that have crowns that sparkle Sparkling dresses shine bright It's the hopes and dreams of everyone Talented dancers everywhere. Non-fiction by Lizzie Howard (aged 10) AHHHH, I'm so bored This is not interesting! Sleeping, ya sleeping I'm so bored When is it over!? Sleeping, ya sleeping REALLY, WHEN IS IT OVER?!!! When is it over!? This is not interesting! REALLY, WHEN IS IT OVER!? AHHH! Updated December 7th 2011 Grandpa by Iniva (aged 7) My Grandpa is great He can fly across the seas like roller-skating on trees He can see the planets racing around in rackets So that's why My Grandpa is so great!!! My Grandpa is old now he will be cold here But he still can Run around the fields Like clouds in the sky But I never know! The Great Escape by Jake (aged 11) I walk out the door and up the drive Ready to go to school then I freeze; I slowly turn round and realise to my horror That the door is open! I drop all my bags and sprint towards the door I see a wet black wrinkly nose being pushed around the door Then it retracts and A brown hairy blur shoots up the drive towards me. When it sees me it freezes It gives me the 'butter wouldn't melt' look Ha, it can't get me with that one It paws the ground like an angry bull It charges and takes a flying leap! I throw myself to intercept it And Miss completely. It lands neatly a couple of metres away It looks at me with pity then trots off. I trudge back to the house Stealing myself for a ten minute verbal beating. My Tooth by Ella (aged 9) My tooth fell out today and all I did was scream! My friend said that a tooth fairy will come, I really hope she isn't mean. My tooth fell out today and all I did was shout OUCH!!! Then I sat on the couch. My tooth fell out yesterday and I got £2. She wasn't mean and you know how I know? Well its because it was my MUM!!!!! Hundreds and Thousands by Lara (aged 10) Millions plus billions can equal trillions, But hundreds and thousands are different. They can be sprinkled on a cake, Beside you while you bake, Or just alone In the cupboard On the shelf. Lonely Lonely Lonely. Lonelier than if you were alone in a field, Lonelier than if you were the only one to show up for a football match, Lonelier than if you were the only one inside your house. But on the other side They're happy being sprinkled on cakes, They're happy in the cupboard With their food friends! Gremlin World by Cara Scofield (aged 11) While I was watching TV the power was cut off I just went to turn it back on when I slipped and fell into a dark land full of gremlins The only thing I could see was bright orange gremlins jumping up and down And when I looked into their eyes I realized they didn't have any! Then I saw a door I gingerly walked through it I could see gremlins as black as coal wearing lab coats with grey hair With gigantic glasses now I am really worried. Best Friend by Amy (aged 9) I want to tell you about a girl, but there's so much to say, I know that when she's around the fun's not far away, Always singing and has a smile, She's my best friend, I've known her for quite a while, On her I can depend. My friend is smart and funny, My friend's as sweet as honey, I'm glad I've got a friend so true. She finds fun round each bend and corner, Another reason I adore her, And once you know her you'll be glad you do. Happy Halloween! by Frannie (aged 9) Once two kids had a party at Halloween So they both went to a Local Tower! When they got there There was blood dripping from the ceiling! They opened a cupboard and inside was a Skeleton! The Scary Halloween Shack by Aiyana Urja Minocha (six and a half) It was Halloween and I met a fairy who was quite contrary, She took me to a place which was very,,very scary. She left me in a dense forest with ghosts everywhere, They gave me a really big scare. Suddenly there came a witch who gave me an ear twitch. We had a dreadful feast which I couldn't stand the least. She gave me an epic to read so that her magic spell could succeed. For the witch, things were going well. She almost had me in her spell. By chance I saw a feather lying by, I tickled her nose so she started to cry. I told the broomstick to make her fly high. I was free!! And shouted with glee! The witch screeched, "why, oh why, oh why?!?!?!?!?!?!" From then I kept a track never to come back! To that scary creepy Halloween shack. Our limit for poems is 20 lines - but we are going to make an exception for this... Alaska the Moose by Lauren Anderson (aged 10) On a Sunday afternoon, after church was done, I was riding my bike, in the warm summer sun. My mom came out the front door and said to me, "Ella I'm going shopping, won't you come with me?" I put my bike away and got in the car, Then we drove to a town that wasn't very far. When we arrived I saw a huge, giant store, With a big bright sign that said, Toys, Toys Galore I asked my mom if we could go in there, She looked up at the sky and twirled her hair. Finally she made a decision, and said yes. I hugged her and said, "Mom your the best!" What did we see when we walked through the front door? But board games, and dolls, and a basketball hoop that kept score! I suddenly looked at something dark brown, I got on my hands and knees on the ground. It was a stuffed animal moose! Sitting next to a stuffed animal goose. My mom said, "Sure I'll buy it for you." Since it was only three fifty two. On the way home in the car, I made a list of names so far. I made up names because on the nametag it said Bruce, And I didn't think it was a fitting name for a moose. Georgia, Jenna, Nebraska, Hazel, Amy, and Alaska. That's it! Her name should be Alaska! Alaska was with me day and night, Playing superman with me, or a pilot in flight. One warm summer day in the sun, Alaska and I were having great fun. My mom came out the front door with crackers and cheese, And said, "Will you eat them with me pretty please?" She talked while ate, "Honey, I know you and Alaska's friendship is really great." "Yes!" I said really speedy, And then my mom said, "I think it is time to give her to the needy." I said, "No, no, no with haste! I would rather have my mouth glued shut with paste." "Ella I know you don't want to." She said all nice and sweet, "But, I have an idea that's neat." "What is it?" I said it brighter this time. She said, "We put our address on the tag, Four four four four Cherry Lime." "We'll ask them to send us a letter back, And we'll stick it on our bulletin board with a tack." And so, Ella agreed, And Alaska went around the world with Children in Need. She went to Maria in Nigeria, And to Jonathan in Switzerland. But, don't forget Millie in Chile. The letters kept coming year by year, And each of them reminded Ella of Alaska's great cheer. Updated November 11th 2011 Storm by Eamon Smith (aged 10) Storm clouds up the sky Torrents down dripping as rain Off oak trees Angel Castle by Chloe Cowley (aged 10) We didn't see angels in Angel castle but we knew they were here I saw a feather different from all the others floating down from angel castle I heard them flying wings white as snow we didn't see but we knew I found a stone belonging to an important angel If it shattered then so would they they would be gone and so would we we didn't see angels in angel castle but they saw us... A Cat Sat on a… by Marnie (aged 8) A cat sat on a bee And said aaeooee! A dog sat on a cat And a hen sat on an egg Stranger by Holly Marriott (aged 10) A secret small stranger who flutters and spies. She watches over girls and boys with her kind,loving eyes. She comes with a spellbound locket which she uses to sprinkle love all around the world. Her scales the colours of the rainbows, she can soar like a loving, smooth dove. Markers by Kira Gish (aged 11) Nothing is permanent but markers. Not the best friend to whom your secrets hold, Not the love that seems forever, Not even the vows you swore. So many things we wish were permanent Hello, this is. I'm 10 years old and this is my poem. I Remember the Glass-Bottomed Boat by Sinéad Corbett (aged 10) I remember the glass-bottomed boat Sailing out from the shore of North Island And into the bay I remember the sight of tiny fish Swimming and wriggling their way past the hull Searching for places to hide I remember the bright colours of the coral The exotic creatures native to the sea Down there in the shimmering blue ocean I remember seeing what I thought were sharks But were actually dolphins One even jumped out of the water In an acrobatic display I remember being disappointed When they disappeared God of the Ocean by Joseph Packham (aged 8) The heat of the sun lazily lays upon my back The smell of salt drifts to my nose I can feel the sand between my toes CRASH!!! The waves aggressively devoured the saffron sand Waves re-emerge to the ocean's hand And decided to join the ocean band Cowboy by Madhumanti Dey (aged 8) Have you ever seen a cowboy? Have you seen one? He yodels in the rain and yodels in the sun. He has a big farm and a big barn. He has a sheep, and has a horse. A horse who does no harm. My Shadow by Ellie Bond (aged 10) My shadow is a silly thing that follows me everywhere I look around and there it is, I look again it's still there My shadow makes me think about my friends Following me everywhere And in the park I rush to the swing, my shadow does too I play hide and seek but I always find my shadow first My friends ask me round to tea, I say no I can't, I have got to play with my shadow At bed time when I read my book I always see my shadow taking a look I love my shadow copying me but sometimes I have a sneaky peak at his. Then in my dream I am scared but I always have my shadow prepared For my scary dreams and happy dreams. I wonder what my shadow does when I am in bed I don't think he is a sleepy head. But I love my shadow the way he is The Impressionist by Nanthu Gk He sways his mouth, he swings his hand. Many would remember a puppet show. His booming voice loud and clear decorated with high and low pitches. Dressed smart with polished shoes, the tie adds to the glamour. What he teaches is hard to erase be it a lesson or advice. He makes us laugh, he makes us cry the happy remains while sad flies away. His high demeanour stays with us even after school, throughout our life. My English teacher you may never know but there is no doubt he is the best teacher I ever had. Updated 25th Oct 2011 Charities by Charlize Spriggs (aged 10) There is a boy in the wild He hunts every day How would you feel If you had to live this way? Help him There is a girl in India And she deserves much more Because she has to do her chores In her family that's poor Help her There is a family in Africa And the drought there led To drinking horrid water Just to escape the dead Help them So save up all your money And, all you readers, please We could save a thousand lives If we gave to charities Save them Kate Perry by Eloise Williams (age 10) Katy Perry is a violin Her voice is as quite and high pitched She is as delicate as a volin And she's always breaking strings Golden records too When I play her T The E sounds good but the K and A sound good but not that good Tired Lion by Savannah Hack (aged 7) Tired lion in the grass Wouldn't give much advance With broken trees and stumpy logs Wouldn't hurt little frogs. Old deer and beaten up bees And a quiet place full of trees. Tired lion in the grass Get up and show some advance Don't be lazy, don't be crazy Bits of wood stuck in trees Carved like Japanese. The Mystery Man by Lily (aged 9) The mystery man, Drove off in his bright black van, He had prickly yellow scars all over him, And his nickname was "Black-Eyed Tim". The mystery man, Had a raspberry-red tan, His spiky styled was like an electric ray, He would drive in his van, From June back to May. The mystery man, Vanished! And was never seen again! My Friend by Chloe Crittenden (aged 10) My friend is a bulldozer She budges everyone out of her way. I tried once. But she just groaned and shoved me out of her way! When you look at her Her eyes are shining and gleaming at you. Her body is fat and ... chunky like an elephant. She is as slow as a slug. But I'm telling you - don't get in her way!!! She is UNSTOPPABLE !! What I Will Put Inside My Box by Miriam Al-Hadithi (aged 8) I will put inside my box fairies flying all around In my box I will put me and my friends and family playing in endless summer I will put inside my box me and my brothers giggling and playing together I will put a kiss for my mum and dad I will sleep in my box I will put in my box pictures when I was a baby and smiling In my box I will put my first birthday Dolphins by Janaki O'Callaghan (aged 8) Dolphins swim here and there, Dolphins swim everywhere. Some are tall some are small, Some even play with a bouncy ball. Dolphins are warm-blooded, aren't we all? And the way they communicate, what a lovely call. Sometimes they jump, some times they splash, But into each other they never crash. Their tricks are amazing because they rehearse, When I see them I think what a wonderful universe! Happiness by Olivia Heckford (aged 10) Happiness is hot chocolate running down your throat. Happiness is seeing family once again Happiness is the scent of fresh bread Happiness is a big hug from a loved one Happiness is waking up on Christmas day. The Winter Fire by Danielle. J. Holland (aged 10) The fire slowly glows Then rapidly fiery rings burn huge holes in the paper And the coal inside shoots up into flames And the grey gloomy smoke goes up the chimney The fire backs down and hides under the coal The paper is now in shreds And with more paper and coal it will soon start again Spicy Ice Cream World by Jordan Whelan (aged 10) I fell through a freezer on my way to school And found myself in a land full of ice creams. Some of them were spicy, Some of them were sour, A few of them were salty but most of them were sprinkly. I saw a mermaid looking flake shimmering murky curry sauce river Whilst steel guitars played blind-man's bluff with custard pies. I don't think I was quite asleep but it's so hard to believe for nothing is quite what it seems in the land called Spicy Ice Cream World. Fantastic Facts by Rosie Birch (aged 10) Geese, in Greece like peace. In Kent, People sent Blue and yellow tents. Planes In Spain Don't fly in rain. Cows with the flu In Peru, Go achu! People in France dance with A chance. Betrayal by Konstantinos Schoinas (aged 10) Betrayal is as malevolent as the colour red Betrayal is a gloomy old alleyway Betrayal is old, expired and dry milk dripping out a carton Betrayal is the smell of rotting garbage Betrayal is an empty black hole My Sister is a Bomb by Mary Heather (aged 10) She goes of very easily She's always making annoying whistling sounds She never wants to talk Her eyes are a string of fire She falls to the ground with an earth-shaking thud She's as blind as a bat I love her for how she is But now I'm history! The Volcano by Thomas Startup (aged 10) I am the strongest volcano ever formed, My tears are the big rocky pots of bubbling fiery hot lava, The quickly launched ash is my red hot hair, My eyes are the enormous boulders on the side of my rocky body, My breath is the black-out dust and ash cloud falling and spreading and destroying millions of innocent lives, Prepare to burn, for my heat is irresistible! My arms are the sticks and twigs native Americans throw at me so that I don't destroy them! My legs are just the rock at the bottom of my hard rocky base, Prepare to be burnt, for my lava tears of lava are scolding hot, Please do not under-estimate me because i will destroy you. Prepare to burn, for my heat is irresistible! Nanny Nu Nu by Joe Humphries On my way to football I fell into my football boots, And found myself in a land of sweet houses and liquorice trees that walk. I saw a marshmallow train run over a helpless gummy bear I saw a strawberry dog bite a jelly baby postman. I saw a dolly mixture gang whipping the Haribo kid with liquorice string I saw a flying saucer hitting a chocolate monkey. Chocolate by Rizwan Sadiq (aged 10) I fell through an ancient shotgun on my way home, I found myself in a land full of chocolate guns, birds and houses. Some were rusty, Some were chocolate wool, but most of them were red. The birds were rapidly sprinting across the chocolate surface. The guns were swiftly gliding across the chocolate air. The houses were gingerly marching across bumpy chocolate. I didn't think I was dead but it was extremely exhausting to come back to life. The Cloakroom by D.J. Holland (aged 10) Oh god, I forgot my coat from school It's not my fault when the first aid lady sends two people out to pick up all those coats Yours is never were you left it And then they send you out late I can't find my coat My Sister by Courtney Hall (aged 10) My sister is a tank she sees with her turret she talks with her guns She hits everything that goes in her field Nothing can stop her My bother tried once And now he as burnt as a cinder Her wheels are as heavy as a dinosaur. The Lethal Sea by Xavier Harvey (aged 10) I can overturn the cargo Or carry the dainty yacht I can save the Admiral's navy crew Or crush the entire lot I hold deep dark secrets In my malevolent depths But one more thing you should know Before you've truly left You humans should stop coming into my domain And desperately try to flee Should I have mercy on your kind? I AM THE LETHAL SEA Staff Room Poem by Sophie Carter (aged 10) I fell through a book on my way to bed. I got up and I saw hundreds of angry teachers glaring at me and mumbling. Some of them where red teachers and some of them where fat teachers but most where nice and helpful teachers. I saw a green pen in an green hand, while the blue teachers played sevens with the dictionaries. I could smell the coffee from the other side of the book. I could taste the black coal dust of the chalk board. I heard my name being called and all of a sudden I was in my bed... Leaf Trap by Luke Stemp (aged 10) I fell through a leaf trap on my way to football club and found myself in a marvellous land full of gummy bears. Some of them were massive and some of them were colourful And some of them were bright. Then I saw bacon shimmering in the colourful red sky While I played blind-man's buff with footballs Then I started to run through the jungle And monkeys were following me everywhere And I fell through the leaf trap again and found myself on the football pitch. Death Comes by Liam Robertson (aged 10) Darkness closes in on me. Death comes. Death comes. I wail out But no one is left to hear my agonized cries. It engulfs me like a shadow in the night. I see his dark hooded face, Shadowed by his black-hearted hunger. He's coming for me ... Strange Day by Lauren Hocking (aged 10) I fell through a mirror on my way to school, And found myself in a land that was full of bubble gums. Some of them were fish-shaped and some were pig-shaped, A few of them were curry flavoured but most of them were chilli flavoured, I saw the fish-shaped shimmering in the murky mud, While the pig-shaped ones were playing blind-man's bluff with square-shaped Bubble gum, I don't think I was dreaming but it was so hard to believe, For nothing is quite what it seems in the land of bubble dreams. The Magpie's Cloud by Jessica Leigh (aged 10) On the way to the park, I saw one magpie, as I got closer, The magpie grew bigger, and wouldn't stop, Until it was the size of a full-grown Labrador, But before I could take one more step, I got gobbled up, without being chewed (thankfully!) I soon woke up and found myself floating, On a green, fluffy cloud, surrounded by magpies! Some magpies were slim, some were fat, some looked evil, But most of them were strolling around on one leg, Eating a packet of jelly babies! I didn't know were I was, or how I got there, But one thing I did know, everything is strange ,on the magpie's cloud! The Slush Puppy Land by Callum Pulham (aged 10) I fell through a black hole on my way to school And I found myself in a land fall of slush puppies Some of them were red and blue But most of them were multi coloured And put together I saw an enormous one shimmering in the murky floors While slush puppies played blind-man's bluff with drinking different. Death by Caitlyn Towsey (aged 10) Death came lonely to the grave yard. Slowly lifting his grinning face. Waiting to suck all the red juicy blood out of the dead person. Death did not talk in case he woke the people up in the house right next to the dark, scared, lonely grave yard... Then just as Death finished sucking all the blood out it was morning and Death very, very gingerly and as speedily as he could, disappeared… Harribo Mix by Ellie Laming (aged 11) I fell through a freezer on my way to school And found myself in a land of Harribo Mix Some of the were chewy some of them were spicy A few of them were salty but most of them were juicy I saw a gummy bear floating in a river of jelly snakes Whilst gummy bears sing twinkle little star with apple pies I don't think I was dreaming this but it is so hard to believe For nothing is quite what it seems In the land of Harribo Mix Check - has your poem dropped off this page into the Old Poems' Rest Home? 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