Poems

What features of poetry can we find in this beautiful poem "Otaki" by Laura Ranger? She was only 7 years old when she wrote this poem! We worked in buddies, going through the poem line by line, and now we are going to write our own poems too.

Imagine Poems

We read a poem called Imagine by Pie Corbett. We closed our eyes and imagined. We played with words to paint a picture. Some of us used repitition, similes, metaphor, alliteration and personification.

Imagine

A hot moon and a cold sun

A worm with a bazooka chasing a bird

The solar system exploding

A bee chasing a car

Imagine

Count Dooku was tiny

A Jedi defending Darth Vader

Kylo Ren destroying his own base

Imagine

Plastic bags were not made of plastic

A Jedi with the lightning force

You don't see yourself in a mirror

Peace is war

Imagine

Everyone was bald

The sun was not light
By William

Imagine
imagine … a thirsty drink bottle waiting for water.
Imagine… a dull pencil waiting to get sharpened.
Imagine… a sharp hook waiting for a crazy fish.
imagine … yummy food waiting to get eaten.
imagine … chewing waiting to get chewed.
imagine … hair waiting to get shaved .
Imagine… lases waiting to get tied.
Imagine… a tooth waiting to fall out.

By Cruz
 

Imagine .
Imagine a bad bumblebee biting your bum.
A cat sprinting after a dog.
A princess riding a tricycle.
Imagine a pink fluffy unicorn dancing on a rainbow .
A queen riding on a sparkly unicorn wearing board shorts and sweaty t-shirt.
A goblin turning blue and a blueberry turning green.
Imagine a tiny kitten breathing fire and setting fire to a house.
One orangutan eating an orange while sitting on an oblon.
John jiggling joyfully jumping on a jam jar.
Imagine glasses giggling grimfully. .
A huge mouse in a tiny house.
Imagine all that.

By Nela 

Imagine

A beautiful butterfly blushing,
A hippo hating hip hop dancing,
A chameleon crawling carefully
Along a colourful cantaloupe.

Imagine
A water as angry as a rhino,
A rose as pink as a pig,
A moon as big as a balloon.

Imagine
An avalanche is a cheetah,
A piece of watermelon in a watery sea,
A tornado is as angry Pikachu.
By Edward

Flynn's Poem- When you are sleeping...

Today in Tautoru, for our reading some of us read Flynn's poem, "When you are Sleeping". We liked it because he chose the best words for the purpose. It also paints a picture in our mind. During Independent writing, some of us decided to write our own scary poems. Thank you for the inspiration Flynn!

When you are sleeping...

When you are sleeping, sneaking through streets,

Snatching, eating, gobbling, slithering, he whispers,

In Parseltongue “kill, kill, kill, KILL!”

                          

Cats meow, dogs bark, wind flows, rain flies,

Trees drip, no one sees the monsters,

Roaming feet thudding, houses crushing,

Water rising, trees falling, ground ripping.

People growing, ideas flowing, time spinning,

Coming, going in and out, blackness falling over,

Mountains growing, trucks towing,

Rivers Flowing,

Things Roaming.

By Flynn, WBS,  (Year 4)

Noodles in my Nostrils by Kenn Nesbitt

Today we read a poem called, "I have Noodles in my Nostrils" by Kenn Nesbitt. The poem is about noodles that fall onto parts of the body. The person who says the poem is a bit silly and calls himself a nincompoop. He falls asleep while eating his lunch of chicken noodle soup. The poem is very funny. 

By Adam and Dylan

I Have Noodles in My Nostrils by Kenn Nesbitt

I have noodles in my nostrils. I have noodles on my nose. There are noodles on my cheeks and chin and dripping down my clothes. I’ve got more upon my forehead. Some are sticking to my neck. It’s completely disconcerting. I’m a noodle-covered wreck. I can see them on my kneecaps, and I know they’re in my shoes. (When I stand, they’re somewhat squishy, and I feel them start to ooze.) There are several in my pockets. There’s a handful in my hair. And I’m pretty sure that some are even in my underwear. So try not to do what I did: I’m a total nincompoop, and I fell asleep at lunch while eating chicken noodle soup. Here are some of us reading the poem:

Peace Poems at Assembly

Next week is Peace Week. We will be connecting with a school in Pakistan- a place that is not as peaceful as ours. We have been writing "Peace" poems and will share these with the school in Pakistan.

This is shared writing by Nicola's literacy group:

Peace is

A calm, graceful day

A friendly, open hand

Happiness, all together

Friendship and calmness

Peace is

A serene jungle

A good day

When families come together

Love on Valentines Day

Peace is

Relaxing on a hot, sunny beach

Wedding bells ringing

A world without rubbish

A calm ocean with lots of life

Peace is

Non-violent and no hate

A quiet library

Showing empathy

4 am in the morning

Peace is

Breathing deeply in and out from your lungs

Starry Matariki at night

A smile

A beautiful sunrise

a spectacular sunset on a summer’s night

Reading a good book

Peace is…

A place to understand

Sitting in a spa with jets and bubbles

Feeling the sand between my toes

Snuggling in your bed with your teddy

Sleeping in a cosy bed with soft pillows and a blanket

The World Is My Audience 4 (TWIMA4)

The World Is My Audience 4 is all about community. Classes from around the world contributed to this ebook. 

Some students in Tautoru submitted poems about places. Autahi shared their classroom treaty and some students in Mahutonga shared their homeless poems. 

You can download the book here: http://apple.co/25rtOK3

Our Town

Last week we wrote poems based on the poem, "Our Town" by James K  Baxter. We used the same structure to write about a place of our choice. Enjoy!

These students are buddy reading "Our Town" poem.