Tuesday, 18 May 2010
Sunday, 16 May 2010
Feedback on last lesson
I've now had a chance to have a look at everyone's poetry and have made a comment on each one. We clearly have some fantastic poets in the class; well done! Keep up the good work. I've left some targets for a few of you, but make sure you all check your work really carefully before we write them up in neat.
Mr Forster
Friday, 14 May 2010
A Heart Breaker.
If you looked inside a girls heart,
You would see how much she really cries,
You would find secrets hidden,
Best friends and lies,
But what you would see the most,
Is how hard it really is to stay strong,
When nothing is ever right,
And everything is always wrong.
By anonymous.
Them.
They shout,
they scream,
They dance,
They beam,
They listen,
They don’t,
They hiss,
They ‘augh’,
They laugh and joke,
They work hard,
They concentrate,
They are the future generation.
By anonymous
If you looked inside a girls heart,
You would see how much she really cries,
You would find secrets hidden,
Best friends and lies,
But what you would see the most,
Is how hard it really is to stay strong,
When nothing is ever right,
And everything is always wrong.
By anonymous.
Them.
They shout,
they scream,
They dance,
They beam,
They listen,
They don’t,
They hiss,
They ‘augh’,
They laugh and joke,
They work hard,
They concentrate,
They are the future generation.
By anonymous
My limerick by Sophie
I once met a lady from turkey
Every day she wanted to be flirty
But whenever she went outside
The public threw up and cried
That strange old lady from turkey.
Every day she wanted to be flirty
But whenever she went outside
The public threw up and cried
That strange old lady from turkey.
Holly's poems
The man on the loo
There was a man on the loo
Who really needed a poo
But he could not go
Coz he lost the flow
The poor little man on the loo.
The Venus fly trap
The Venus fly trap sat in the dusk
Board and hungry he did not rest
In the wind he shivered and blushed
He opened his mouth wide and clear
A fly flow in with no idear
He shut his mouth and started to munch
He thought to him self
Fore he was alive to live another dusk.
Birdie birdie
Birdie birdie in the tree
Birdie birdie sing to me
Tweet tweet cheep cheep cheep
Birdie birdie what a nice treat
Clouds are...
Clouds are a bed of cotton
Clouds are candy sweets
Clouds are the white snow
Clouds are volcanoes ready to explode
Clouds are tortoise moving slow
Clouds are black ebony
Clouds are evil madness
Clouds are calm and still
There was a man on the loo
Who really needed a poo
But he could not go
Coz he lost the flow
The poor little man on the loo.
The Venus fly trap
The Venus fly trap sat in the dusk
Board and hungry he did not rest
In the wind he shivered and blushed
He opened his mouth wide and clear
A fly flow in with no idear
He shut his mouth and started to munch
He thought to him self
Fore he was alive to live another dusk.
Birdie birdie
Birdie birdie in the tree
Birdie birdie sing to me
Tweet tweet cheep cheep cheep
Birdie birdie what a nice treat
Clouds are...
Clouds are a bed of cotton
Clouds are candy sweets
Clouds are the white snow
Clouds are volcanoes ready to explode
Clouds are tortoise moving slow
Clouds are black ebony
Clouds are evil madness
Clouds are calm and still
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