Friday, 17 June 2016

Dart Flying Poetry

Dart Flying Poetry:

We did a quick write after flying the paper planes.  These poems came out of that experience.

It flew, it blew, it took a gust of wind
Went high, went low, it took a gust of wind
Turned round, turned a loop it took a gust of wind
Took up, to fly,
With a gust of wind.          By Lucas

Tumbling downwards
Falling like a large lead brick
Along with my hopes

As the plane crashes
I fume quietly in my head
Stupid paper dart                 By Ben

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