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Monday, 14 September 2015
Colour Poem
Red
- Red is the color of blood at the end of along hard war.
- Red is the taste of your tongue after you have drunken raspberry soda.
- Red is the color of the sun setting for the day.
- Red is the taste of a freshly picked strawberry
- Red is the feeling of that giant red fluffy mat at grandmas that you made fluff angels on.
St Patrick's Day Limerick
St Patrick's Day Limerick
I once found a horse on St Patrick's Day,
It really liked to eat lots of hay,
although it was lost,
It wasn't embossed,
and it sure had a really good neigh!!
Mountain Poem
Mountain Poem
A
small girl
wandered into the
forest beside the mountain
lost in the humongous tree-trunks
her small stomach roaring with hunger.
Acrostic poem
Acrostic poem
- BREATHTAKING
- RIGHT (ALWAYS!)
- OPTIMISTIC
- NIFTY
- AMAZING
- HORSEY
Haiku Poems
The sprint
Footsteps smack the ground,
Running against the wild wind,
Whipping my hair back.
The baby
Silently waiting,
The clock ticks to twelve o'clock,
A cry sounds softly.
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