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Monday 18 November 2019

FABULOUS POEM BY YEAR 4, TWYFORD SCHOOL

I'm delighted to share these group poems, written by Year 4 classes on the back of my recent visit to Twyford School. It is easy to write a poem like this: think of a special person, and describe them using metaphors. Enjoy!



Tuesday 12 November 2019

POEM FOR ANTI-BULLYING WEEK 2019

Max Is Not in School

Today the sun shines
a little bit brighter.
Today the wind has lost
its bite, and the air
hangs less heavy
in the classroom.

Today Max
is not in school.

Today my ears are not stung
by barbed words.
Today my ribs don’t tighten
in my chest
as taunts lash out
across the playground.

Today my books
are in my bag
and not torn up and scattered
across the floor.
There’s a small oasis
in the wide parched desert;
a faint rainbow
in the winter storm.

Today I can breathe
just for a while

because Max
is not in school.


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Saturday 9 November 2019

FIREWORKS - simple idea for KS1

Here is a fantastic poem written recently during one of my workshops in Key Stage One:




Writing a firework poem is very simple, and can be achieved in the following three steps. 

(1) write down five different colours

(2) develop these into similes

(3) intersperse each line with some onomatopeia (e.g. 'whoooosh!')

Why not give it a go?

Wednesday 6 November 2019

POEM FROM INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL, FLORENCE

I recently spent a fantastic couple of days visiting the International School in Florence. I am delighted to be able to share the following wonderful poem, which was produced during one of my workshops. I often ask workshop participants to describe a person they love using various objects as metaphors, such as I do in this poem here. The interesting thing about the student's poem was the way he inverted my idea, and kind of took it off in his own direction. I love it when this happens! Here is the poem:

YOU by Marco 

You are the virus
to my laptop;

You are the bacteria
to my health;

You are the storm
to my sailing boat; 

You are the homework
to my summer;

You are the ISF
to my bank account

but I love you.


Actually, the poet crossed out the last line, but I thought it worked really well so am including it here. And, for good measure, here is the view from the classroom in Florence: