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Tuesday, 22 September 2020

NIGHT SHIFT

I am the vicious virus

and I come out when it’s late. 

I lurk until the moment’s right

and then I circulate. 


I only work at night time

and I’ll bide my time til then.

Right now I’m just relaxing

and my shift begins at 10.



(Boris Johnson announces that pubs must shut at 10pm due to rising coronavirus cases)

Wednesday, 16 September 2020

JOURNEYS

I scaled a mountain

and swam through the sea,

traversed a volcano

and battled a scree;


I yomped through the forest

and hacked at the vines,

and paused on the way

genuflecting at shrines; 


I hopped on a jet

and I circled the globe,

then got on a rocket

to join a space probe. 


But maybe a Durham trip

would have been best:

I simply wanted 

a Covid test.




Tuesday, 15 September 2020

POEMS FROM THE BEACON SCHOOL, AMERSHAM

 Just before the summer break I was lucky enough to run several virtual poetry workshops with the fantastic pupils at The Beacon School, Amersham. With the Year 6 class I focused on memories, and the inevitably mixed emotions that students were likely to be feeling at what was a very strange time. Following Kit Wright's famous lead, I asked each student to imagine that they were in possession of a 'memory box', which they could then fill with their memories of their time at the school. I have found this to be an excellent activity for any students who are in the process of transition. Here is a selection of poems that I am delighted to share, with kind permission from the school. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did!

Memory Box by Ben


I will put in the box

The smell of salty air on my first holiday

The way the trees near my house sway

The memories of my first friend

The memories of playing a game till the end


I will put in the box

Being there on my cats first birthday

The first time I saw my imagination glow

Whilst flying over the sea below

The roar of the crowd on sportsday


I will put in the box

My first laugh

And the first time I thought “you shall not pass”

Opening my eyes for the first time

And trying to find a rhyme


I will put in the box

My videogame collection

For all that its worth

And without detection

I would put only the most treasured item I have


My box will be,

Red and covered in muddy paw prints

In the corners will be the secrets of life

And on the lid a constant hint

To the world of what I think


The Memory Box by Faris


I will put in the box

The feeling of being a million miles from home

The tears of the reception boys crying when their Mums said goodbye

The moment that I had bark chippings thrown in my face


I will put in the box

Thinking the older school boys were SO big!

Practicing over and over to tie my school tie correctly

The false smile when posing for the school photos


I will put in the box

Dreading my school swimming lessons

The noise of the boys playing on the Astro

My Mum shouting with excitement when I won the 100m at Sports Day


I will put in the box

The musty, sweaty smell of the changing rooms

Hearing the words “You will need to work faster”

Worrying in case I’d got the wrong day for non-uniform day


I will put in the box

Waiting a very long time for the ambulance after my long jump injury

The fears I overcame during Year 5 PGL residential trip

Wondering if school would close as COVID19 began to spread


The Box by Toby

I will put in the box

The time I got my dog

The time I won the tug of war

The time I had a pool party

The time I wrote this poem

The time I learnt to walk

The time I learnt to swim


Memory Box by Benji


I will put in the box

The excitement of finding out what was for lunch

The agonizing wait for golden time

The amazing feeling of getting no minutes off golden time

I will put in the box

The lonely feeling of going to the nurse

The sadness coming from losing a football match

But amazing friends to always make me laugh

Going to Uganda and meeting some astonishing kids

Seeing a river flowing excrement

Imagining what it would be like to live there

I will put in the box

The anticipation of going on my first overnight trip

Jumping in a freezing cold river and dismantling boats

Staying up late every night

I will put in the box

the startling news that I would be in the A team for every sport

Learning how to play rugby

Being inspired to start my cricket journey

and playing like Quinton de Kock.


...and finally, here we have a poem from Edward in Year 4. I asked this year group to think about and to describe a variety of different emotions. Edward decided to perform his video for the camera, and I think you'll agree he did an amazing job!







Friday, 11 September 2020

BRILLIANT HAIKU FROM HOLY FAMILY PRIMARY


 Based on my poem above, I recently set a challenge on Twitter: teachers were invited to write haikus with their classes on the theme of 'back to school'. I am so happy to be able to share the following poems written by Year 5 pupils at Holy Family primary school in Coventry. Thanks so much to their teacher Ms Corr-Wilson for getting in touch!

It is time for school 

But mum it is the weekend 

Oops, never mind then 

by Keelan 

 

The children will learn 

And enjoy asking questions 

Welcome back year 5 

Dan   

 

We pray together 

We are learning place value 

We had so much fun! 

Jefrina 

 

The children love school 

I like being back in school 

I like to learn things 

Julia 

  

When the pens clatter 

That’s when you know it’s school time 

Welcome back to school 

Ariana 

 

School is fantastic 

Welcome back to school my friends 

Children are learning 

Bella 


Welcome back to school 

We do maths, English and art 

Our school is so cool 

Isla 

 

I can’t wait for school! 

I am feeling worried today 

When is it home time? 

Annabelle 

 

Working on RE 

I’m excited for home time 

But now it’s PE 

Cavan 

  

Jogging in PE 

I cannot wait to go home 

The bell rings “Home time” 

Michael 

 

It’s my first day back 

I am in school with my friends 

We are excited! 

Alina 

Wednesday, 9 September 2020

TWO NEW POLITICAL POEMS

 During lockdown I have become quite the satirist. With this in mind, I'd like to share two very short poems which relate to the political goings on over the last day or two. The first pertains to Brexit, and Matt Hancock's admission that he would, within certain parameters, be comfortable with breaking international law. You can read the story here


INTERNATIONAL LAW

 

I guess

You

Could call this

A poem, but

Only in a very

Limited and specific way


Next up, I get to grips with the new rule that says people cannot gather in groups that exceed six people. Read about it here.


THE JOY OF SIX


The Rule of Six

Might be a hassle

But not if you're going

To Barnard Castle







Monday, 7 September 2020

DEEP DOWN

My liver doesn’t like you

My ventricles are telling you to get lost

The blood running through my veins thinks the T-shirt

you are wearing is crap 

My tendons will steal your girlfriend 

My stomach lining sends vindictive tweets about you

My prostate gland said your mum is a bitch

Some of my cartilage is mildly racist

My skin nabbed twenty quid from your wallet the other day

My hair turns up at parties with an obnoxiously cheap bottle of wine

and is then sick on your carpet

My fingernails spread rumours about what you did

on holiday in Mykonos 

My appendix has been using your Netflix account on the sly

My gallbladder poisoned your cat

My scrotal sac is a total git 

But I don’t have a nasty bone in my body.