Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Poems

These poems have been inspired by our inquiry and where the imagination will lead us.


If I were a fire…


If I were a fire MY SPARKS
would leap out of the campfire
and spread my flames through the
dead twigs and pinecones
of the forest floor and
sweep through the trees.
If I were a fire I would dance.  
By Louise M



Dawn and Night by Gretel


Attacker of Dawn and Night,


Creepy, Crawly up the mountain,


There it lay,


Sunset arises sneaking upon the world,


A rock of road leading to death,


A path of terror.


By Gretel

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