The Drifting Feather by Maddie

The Drifting Feather by Maddie

The spine flows like a meandering river,

So does the floating feather in the wind.

The stripes are like a raccoon’s body,

Black and grey pushes the white over the moon.

Feathers drift off everywhere, except for one,

The young feather sits there,

Unable to move.

 It wishes it could fly,

It had lots of friends

Not anymore,

They grew up and left it,

All sorrow and alone in the mud

wishing it was old enough,

Wishing

Wishing,

Wishing.

The Angel looks by Grace N & Millie

The Angel looks.

The colourful leaves looked like an Angel,

Staring out its window.

Like everyone are the citizens,

And it is the hero.

It brings luck to everyone,

Its graceful

Like a swan.

The crescent moon,

Making sure it does no bad,

It did not,

So it was glad.

By Grace N & Millie

The Orange Leaf by Grace C and Amaleigh

The bright yellow sun shines down on the orange leaf.

In the distance, suddenly it starts to rain.

All the wildlife runs for shelter,

All of a sudden, it stops raining.

Then eventually all the animals come out and play.

FEATHER ( BY TEGAN AND DARCIE)

Once there lay a dullish feather,

With a lifetime spirit,

Who would’ve thought in autumn,

You would find this very special merit.

This feather is long and thin,

With a dirty smooth texture,

It is black, white and grey,

But blacker than ever.

 if you saw this you would feel sad

But you would never be mad

As Green... by Ella

As Green as the freshly mowed grass,

As tall as the highest cloud in the sky.

In the distance calling in the wind.

They slowly peer protecting guarding,

The tiny tree.

As red as a flame in the wind.

Ella

Spaghetti Petals by Clara

Spaghetti petals by Clara

 

As golden as a gleaming trophy,

Spaghetti petals wait.  
Nectar shyly hides from sight,

Spaghetti petals wait.

Petal soldiers protect nectar,

Spaghetti petals guard.

Babies crouch from the spotlight,

Spaghetti petals guard.

All the petals hold a feast,

Spaghetti petals dance.

Babies sing a silent song,

Spaghetti petals dance. 

The Small Tree by Courtney

The small tree

By Courtney

As colourful as a rainbow,

As green as the grass.

As bright as the sun.

It grows.

And it dies.

The Midnight Sky by Carter and Stuart

The Midnight Sky

From an eye of a person

To the pattern on some wood,     

With a spiral circling the pupil of an eye

The pupil is black as the midnight sky.

by Carter and Stuart

Autumn is here by Maya and Scarlett

AUTUMN IS HERE! 
BY MAYA W AND SCARLETT B

It is day.
The sunny summer sky has turned grey.
The silver blanket of fog has just settled in.
And the usual sun bling has faded.
Murky maroon shaved wood surrounds the leafy collage on the floor.
On this new day out in the moor.
When I step out in the air,
I feel the cold in my hair.
I take another step and freeze,
As the first conker of the season falls from the trees.
As it hits the moist grass,
The cosy emerald shield cracks in two .
The only thing I have to do,
Is to collect conkers,
Through and through.
Autumn is here!
So I cry a happy tear.

The Dandelion's Mum by Alycia and Natasha

The Dandelion’s mum

The lonely little dandelion was watching the sun staring

 and waiting for his mum.

He waited and waited,

That was all he could do.

As the day went on,

The sun went down.

 His mum was out to find some more sun.

She never came back.

As the Dandelion grew

He shot up quick and watched the sun.

He saw his mum,

She was the sun.

Alycia and Natasha