Form 4 Poetry
Form 4 children have been working hard on their creative writing skills this term and each produced three pieces of poetry.
Some excellent pieces were written, most notably those Free Verse poems by Matilda Laird, Mercedes Bannister, Alistair Prenter and Julia Tyndall and also Angus Robison's Cinquain.
Well done to all!
Cinquains.
A Cinquain is a five-line poem with 2,4,6,8 and 2 syllables on each line.
Night Sky by Alistair Gimlette.
Beauty
Everlasting
Clouds cover the night sky
Lying under shining bright sky
Night sky
Scots Dragoon Guard by Angus Robison.
Bagpipes
Playing a tune
Snare drums beet happily
March proudly with the beat of the pipes
Proud men.
Horses by Cassia Roberts.
Old, Young
Black, Bay, Brown, Grey
A beautiful Arab
Cross Country, dressage, show jumping
Trot on.
Goalie by Christian Thomson.
Big pads
Body armour
And my best save ever
Big jump and save it and kick out
Happy
Punt by Constantin de Rosen.
Small punt
Red and black boat
Wonderful, magical
Something crashing in the rough sea
Sail on
Horses by Emilia White.
Dark bay
Naughty are they
Silk brown without a frown
Horses jumping the final fence
Puffed out
The Start of a Car Race by Freddie Woodd.
Strapped in,
Engine revving,
Feel the hard vibration
Pistons moving and wheels spinning
We’re off!
Water by Georgina Hope.
Lapping
Water crashing
Silver fish are swimming
White waves are gushing to the beach
Sunsets
Small boat by Hughie Brooks.
Small boat
Orange-coloured
Cabin fit for a king
Little mast swaying in the wind
Sailing
Horses and Ponies by Isabelle Baillie.
Silk manes,
Not at all vain,
Marvellous but stubborn,
White horses dashing though the waves,
Pure grace
Jet by Jamie Farr.
Great speed
Turbo firing
Also dodging bullets
So fast zooming far in the sky
Pure speed
Boat by Jamie Willoughby.
On waves
Going slowly
Then to the horizon
Boat of magic and fantasy
Sink down.
Ski-ing by Jemima Black.
Snowy
The views are great
I feel free when I ski
The pointy-tops sparkling brightly
It’s fun
The Bird by Julia Tyndall.
Sweeping,
Silently drifts,
Calling for its partner,
Beautiful, calm, smooth, relaxed bird,
It soars.
A Magical Feeling by Matilda Laird.
Cold, wet,
Smashing through waves,
Salty water hits you,
Watching seabirds diving for fish
Magic.
Spain by Sam Thomlinson.
Long coast
Neighbour to France
Madrid is capital
Barcelona is in Spain
Spain rules.
Flowers by Sylvia Hoyer Millar.
Flowers
In different types
Red, blue, white or purple
Standing tall in a flower bed
Peaceful
Cars poem by Tom Brooke.
Forceful
Automobile
Veteran or vintage
Body, bonnet, boot and chassis
Were off!
Football by Sam Pooley.
Tense crowd
I love the sport
With a lot of applause
Round shiny ball glowing in the sun
Football.
Octopus by Alistair Prenter.
Eight legs
Blue rings of death
Octopus of doomsday
This is one deadly animal
Beware.
Dragons by Mercedes Bannister.
Sharp eyes,
Claws like daggers,
Shining scales, wings of steel,
Flying high above the blue skies,
Spying.
Beach by Bibi Cuthbert.
Bright sand
Hot barbeques
Build castles in the sun
Going crabbing in the rock pools
Odd shells.
France by Theo Weir.
Sunny,
Snow in winter,
Beautiful plants on hill,
Lightning strikes the big old oak tree,
Frosty.
Diamantes.
A Diamante is a poem of opposites split into two in a diamond-shape.
Line 1: Opposite to line 7.
Line 2: Adjectives to describe line 1.
Line 3: Action words to describe line 1.
Line 4: Two nouns or a short phrase relating to line 1, the same for line 7.
Line 5: Action words to describe line 7.
Line 6: Adjectives to describe line 7.
Line 7: Opposite to line 1.
Sea and land by Alistair Gimlette.
Sea
Rough, wavy
Crashing, lapping, falling
Loud sea behind, quiet land ahead
Standing, growing, rising
Solid dry
land
Dark and Light by Angus Robison.
Dark,
Quite, smooth
Flowing, Dreaming, sleeping
The dark behind us, the light in front of us
Cheering, seeing, being
Fast, busy
Light
Life and Death by Cassia Roberts.
Life
Alive, strong
Adventuring, exploring, running
Life around us, death above us
Calming, floating, loving
Peaceful, weak
Death
Diamante by Constantin de Rosen.
Water
Blue, magnificent
Moving, dancing, crashing
Always up and down, rolling all round
Rising, breaking, spinning
Solid, dense
land
Night and Day by Emilia White.
Night
Quiet, dark
Dreaming, sleeping, drifting,
Stars shining up above, clouds looking down, down
Thinking, walking, waking,
Loud, light
Day
City and Country by Freddie Woodd.
City
Pollution, noise
Shopping, screaming, stressing,
The streets in front of us, the fields around us,
Mooing, relaxing, resting,
Quiet, pretty
Country
Summer and Winter by Isabella Baillie.
Summer
Light, hot
Jumping, playing, dancing
Growing buds are flowering, freezing hands and feet
Snowing, sleeting, running
Dark, cold
Winter
Hot and Cold by Jamie Farr.
Hot
Warm, balmy
Scalding, blazing, roasting
The lava scorching, the cold chilly
Pinching, freezing, hailing
Bitter, crisp
Cold
Biking by Jamie Willoughby.
Spinning
Speed, power
Riding, hunting, falling
The lights on, the saddle broke
Speeding, pushing, seeing
Ticking sound
Freewheeling
Diamante by Jemima Black.
Fire
Ferocious, hot
Burning, crackling, boiling
The heat on our face, the cold water on our body
Rushing, crushing, crashing
Cold, chilled
water
Happy and Sad by Matilda Laird.
Happiness
Great, smiley
Jumping, laughing, screaming
Running, laughing, terrible, horrible
Crying, thinking, irritating
Upset, down
Sadness
Happiness by Sam Thomlinson.
Happiness
Smiling, merry
Cheering, laughing, pleasuring
Happiness is being joyful, unhappy is being sad
Sorrowing, crying, depressing
Unhappy, miserable
Sadness
Summer and Winter by Sylvia Hoyer Millar.
Summer
Hot, peaceful
Playing, running, laughing
Fun all about you, watching T.V. very warmly
Lying, snuggling, cuddling
Cold, frosty
Winter
Humans and Aliens by Tom Brooke.
Humans
Normal, usual
Hurrying, exploring, fighting
Always doing normal things, always doing strange things
Killing, biting, eating
Martians, humanoids
Aliens.
Diamante by Alistair Prenter.
Growing
Getting larger
Bigger and bigger
Mr Giant and Mr Small
Down down down
Getting smaller
Shrinking
Light and Dark by Mercedes Bannister.
Light
Warm, happy
Lying,sitting,waching
Sleeping peacefully, eyes wide
Crawling, creeping, sneaking
Cold, gloomy
Dark
Day & Night by Sam Pooley.
Day
Light, cheerful
Dashing, cheering, running,
I play in the day; I sleep in the night,
Sleeping, snoring, resting
Dark, starry,
Night
Hot and Cold by Bibi Cuthbert.
Hot
Sunny, hottest
Boiling, Swimming, Shining
Sun shining, snow falling
Frizzing, Snowing, Fitting
Breezy, Snowy
Cold
Sea and desert by Theo Weir.
Sea
Fun, exciting
Gushing, crashing, spilling
The deep black sea, the long light desert
Travelling, boiling, walking,
Hot, slow,
Desert.
Free Verse.
In Free Verse poetry anything goes – except rhymes!
Country by Alistair Gimlette.
Running in the long grass
Look at the wild animals
Listen to the rippling of the sparkling stream
Feel the rays of the warm sun
Listen to the tweeting of the black birds
Breathe in the fresh air
Look at the pink and purple sky
It’s getting dark, it’s time to go
The Caribbean (Nevis) by Cassia Roberts.
You cross the sea watching the lapping water go by, looking ahead of you at the island sitting there in front of you
Then you get to the burning island feeling as if you are in the middle of nowhere
Sitting on a hill with your memories flowing through your mind,
The view in front of you as you look down on the coral reeves and boats bobbing through the sea,
Beautiful little villages crowded with little animals walking around,
Lizards crawling up and into the brown, dirty wall,
And the sun is glimmering down on you as you are eating warm juicy fruit which fill your mouth with delight.
Home by Christian Thomson.
Fun, relaxing sometimes
Nosey great nice good
The best, even better than school
Free time every day
It is very very fun
I love it so much
I would stay there all my life if I could do
Free verse by Constantin de Rosen.
Football on grass is magnificent
Rugby tackle, beautiful
My favourite player’s broken his hand
The ball is always precious to the team
The green ground, a pearl of beauty
The sport is fun, well I love it.
My Field by Emilia White.
Grass growing in the rain
The cool stream running by
Black crows eating the early worm
Sunset shining on the barley
The soil being turned
Seeds popping out of the ground
Playing on the hay-bales in the golden field.
Sun by Ewan Cunningham-Jardine.
Sun shining brightly and the little stream flowing. The deer jump silently over the fence. And the dew falls on the grass. And the hares jump in the fields. And the cows moo on the horizon.
A summer day by Freddie Woodd.
The morning sun shines over the screaming children and all the singing birds.
The smell of cooking sausages fills the air with an amazing smell.
You can see the grown-ups chattering away at the table, not looking at what the children do.
As the day goes by, the population gets smaller and smaller.
The sun sets and at last, the end of the day has come, ready for the next one.
Snow by Georgina Hope.
Snow is crystal clear
As white as a pearl
It glistens in the sunlight
It is fun when you are happy
But boring when you are sad
If you run around you will stay warm
But if you don’t have the spirit you will get cold
Everyone loves snow
Even I do!
The country by Hughie Brooks.
When you walk through the country
the wind begins to blow and the trees begin to sway,
and if you’re very lucky the grass will even play the sweet music of the open air,
and the melody will enchant you almost all the time.
Highlands by Isabella Baillie.
Peaceful, hilly, Highlands,
Heather surrounding you,
Listen to the trickle of the burn,
Pheasants running in the trees,
Deer jumping, a stag is calling,
The shining sun goes down on the hills.
Watching the sun set by Jamie Farr.
I am sitting on a rock watching the orange sun go down over the smooth settled sea
The silver slimy fish swim, jumping and diving low to get food.
You see them coming up from the dark blue gloomy sea as the sun goes down.
It is getting dark so I should go but I shall stay to watch the sun go down and the fish swimming.
I can feel the long grass around me and I can see the white cliffs of Dover.
And now the sun sets.
Rugby by Jamie Willoughby.
Pushing hard in the scrum
Scrum-half takes the ball and passes it to the backs
Bang!!!!!! Snap!!!!
There was a big tackle
Someone broke his thumb and went off
Ball, kicked over the posts
The score was 15 – 0
All the crowed cheered
The game went on for one hour.
Riding by Jemima Black.
Galloping through the quiet green meadow
Swimming through the bright blue water on your horse
The thrill of lying on the hot sand playing with her.
Going over the jumps
Swooping through the air
Entering competitions
You make all the jumps
The crowd goes wild
When you are together you can feel the love between you and her.
The Maldives by Julia Tyndall.
The cool turquoise sea washing up on the soft sand,
And the reddy, orange mangos falling with a thump,
The place where you can just let all of your worries go,
The place where everything falls silent just for you,
The smell of the juicy pineapples being cut,
Life is in harmony
And I am at peace.
My Favourite Place by Matilda Laird.
Swaying slowly in between the branches of the tree,
Back and forth on your swing,
Humming a sad song,
Next to were you were once sad, but now happy,
Leaves gently falling on your face,
The creamy yellowy sun glistens on the water,
The sparkling water trickles by,
The reeds sway in the breeze,
Where all your thoughts, worries and memories come back to you,
Just watching the water and nothing else.
The storm by Rosie Barnes.
Rough sea
Rushing though the waves
Black clouds surround us
Hail smashing on our necks
Fog surrounds us
Wishing we could be at home or just a little shelter
Bitter cold wind.
The Farm by Sam Thomlisnon.
When we got our farm
I was very afraid
But then we found some pheasant eggs
They were coloured so many beautiful colours
Red, pink, green and blue
Then we took them back, one plunged to the ground
It cracked here there and everywhere
But now I am happy, it was the past.
Family by Sylvia Hoyer Millar.
Your family is love you can never explain.
You sometimes hate them but in your heart you can’t let go.
They might hate you and you hate them but inside you each love each over and over.
If you ever got split up it would never be the same, life would be miserable and you’d hate yourself for letting go.
Mull by Tom Brooke.
Hot sun shining everywhere you go
Beautiful shells and bright green grass
Tall snowy mountains and grey castle ruins
Long walks in the wood
Watching the sun go down.
My Brother by Alistair Prenter.
The big bossy mouth
The blobby eyes
A person who is always a pain
A person who pushes me around
It drives me mad he is annoying me till I die
But when he is in a good mood he is not so bad
He just hogs the chair and speaks rather loudly
And he likes golf but it does not take him long to go into the out of bounds or into the shiny BUNKER
BUT when he gets a game he plays it rather well and he completes it and every time he gets a high score
And he is so lazy
I used to get so annoyed
Now he calls me an idiot and steals all my toys
The same with all the games
If he asks you to do something
There are two choices make him go mad or do it and live
The woods by Sam Pooley.
Big strong tree glowing in the sun.
Bright colourful flower in the long sweet grass.
Children playing in the peaceful woods.
Blue calm sky flouting in the air.
Muddy paths trailing in the loanly forest.
Paxos by Mercedes Bannister.
The bright sun on the pure white stones,
Rainbow droplets of glittering water,
The shimmering clear blue water,
Darting colourful fish swim with grace,
The light breeze sweeps through the peaceful shady olive groves,
The sun goes down on the white cliffs and the sky turns a pinky red.
Summer day by Theo Weir.
Wake up go to the pool
Have breakfast
Go to the little village for some scrumptious tarseky
Go to the villa play board games
Listen to music in tool tea in the little village
Ice cream for pudding
Back to the villa to bed.
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