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If I was called in to create a mask…

 

I would take the sound of 

someone flipping in the air, 

or a summersault through the

 softest grass.

I would take the sight of

A boggart biting the soft air,

Someone eating spells from Mars,

Or the smoothest star flying in the midnight sky.

I would take the sound of

Fireworks sizzling in the beautiful midnight sky,

Tap dancers, dancing on the fluffy white clouds,

Or popping candy, flying away to unknown galaxy’s.

I would take the smell of

Crazy cookies flying up my nose,

Story’s , racing everywhere,

Imagination, making ideas fly. 

I would take the taste of

Ice cream, dancing round my mouth,

Thoughts, passed from my head,

A million blossoms, from underground worlds.                                                                                

Podkin story

chapter 1 – the leaving

Finally they were ready to leave. That afternoon a message has came saying that they had to leave leave bluebell Warren it was to old and rickety the walls were falling apart. The troll lived only a few miles away. There is no way bluebell Warren will withstand him!.

Chapter 2 – the sleep

So it was that the three little rabbits Mony, Heather and Tony, left home. Their journey to safety would take at least 2 weeks! But first they need to go through firefly fields scarecrow scout

 

The Fearless Dragon

The Fearless Dragon

 

The fearless dragon crashes back down on land.

 

Its beady eyes,

 

Like circles of nothingness,

 

Stare into the wilderness ahead.

 

Teeth as sharp as daggers feast on his delicious meal.

 

His tongue slithers out to lick his lips.

 

His abrasive scales,

 

Glued to his body.

 

His wings extend,

 

 And  jagged claws

 

 get ready to soar through the air again.

 

And glide gracefully,

 

Like an infant bird,

 

Who has just learnt to fly.

 

By Cate

Ocean Poem by Caitlin

Ocean Poem by Caitlin

 

What are loud? A wolf howling in the moonlight,a clear glass smashing and a labrador growling.

What  are  quiet ?a heart breathing , brushing silky hair and a girl lonely .

 

What are hard?a 100 pound weight lift ,a peace of rock from black pool and a metal bottle .

What are soft? A warm rug ,a foam pillow and a comfortable bed. 

 

What are hot ? a boiling kettle ,a hot water bottle and a hot orange fire. 

What are cold ? a frozen ice lolly ,a bucket of ice and the winter breese .

 

What are  small ? a hamster paw print ,a dogs nose and a tiny mouse .

What are huge ? a elephant ,a dragon’s mouth and a mansion.

 

What are pretty? daisies blowing in the air ,a sunset in mid air and the blue ocean glistening.

What is ugly,a green toad, a jumpy cockroach and an angry man waiting for money.

 

what is…..

What is memorable? A long walk to the sea when you’re a young child.
What is hot? Lava fresh from a volcano stifling hot, will instantly burn you if you touch.
What is old? an ancient pot that has been sitting in a pottery shop for decades.
What is cold? A really yummy slush puppy on a boiling hot day with sunlight beaming in your face making it hard to see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The room that never ends

In the room of darkness ,I sat down wondering when will there be light.

In the room of rain I sat down In sorrow.

In the room of walls all the walls were caving in.

In the room of cake there was my brother he ate all of the cake.

In the room of plants they all started to grow out of the windows of the room.

In the room of nothing ,it was all silent nothing to be done and nothing to be heard…

 

 

His Elegant Feathers

 

I want to paint.

I want to paint the bird in Great Aunt Beth’s garden, with his elegant feathers strewn upon the sodden grass.

I want to paint the magnificent blue sky as I lay on my back with my dog next to me imagining we can fly and soar through the sky.

I want to paint my mum’s diamond ring glittering in the sunlight, with its age etched inside it.

I want to paint.

I want to paint…poem

I want to paint,

The blue sea waves crashing together as the sun set draws in,

My dads three boxers all running across the grass all fighting over a squeaky dog toy as the sky goes dark and 

A boy and girl dancing together in the shimmering moon light at night.

I want to paint,

A land rover zooming across the motorway as the light goes bright green,

A colorful butterfly flying across the house and 

A person climbing up Mount Everest. 

I want to paint ,

A little girl in nursery skipping in skip to be fit ,

The big ben in london about to go 12 and the bell ringing and 

A disco light turning different colors at a party. 

I want to paint a long sunflower growing in the summer.

I want to paint nursery children playing in the backyard playing tig. 

I want to paint my dad and brother playing football.

I want to paint the rest of this poem.

I want to paint

I want to paint the smell of pizza cooking in the silvery  oven.

I want to paint the memory or my birthday party in my brick house.

I want to paint the taste of honey comb melting in my hot mouth.

I want to paint the smell of smelly smoke coming from a Ferrari exhaust.

I want to paint the smell of a  covered chocolate strawberry’ s dipped in melted white chocolate.

I want to taste of coconut water with avocado on the side .

crystial dragon

Crystal dragon

There are many different breeds of dragon and one of the most amazing is the Crystal Dragon. Very little is known about this variety because it dwells in a mysterious cave filled with crystals that is barely seen by humans.

 

What does the dragon look 

My dragon has shiny feet and a glittery body and it is very clean and it has a real sharp body that no one want to touch even a tap it will kill u and i will flee u breathing on it and it can even feel u when u are about to touch it and even when u tap it and it is super duper clever.