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What are…

What is noisy?

The shout of a fire alarm, a blow of a

whistle and the scream of a scared child.

 

What is quiet?

The flutter of a butterflies wing, a ghosts haunt

and the thought of a mortifying memory.

 

What is cold? 

The freezing frostbite nibbling on your toes,

the touch of a snowball fight and the nip of ice. 

 

What is hot? 

The flame of a fire breathing dragon, a Christmas morning

hot chocolate and a fluffy bold blanket.

 

What is heavy?

The feeling of sadness, a weight of a China plate 

And the disappointment.

 

What is light?

The feather of a rare dove, a catch of a leave

and the weight of a bean bag.

 

 

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What are dark? A black pupil in the centre of an eye, a blank   tv screen waiting to be switched on and the mysterious outer space. 

What are bright? The glistening stars in the sky, a ball of flames floating in space and candles on a birthday cake moving with the soft breeze. 

 

What are soft? The white clouds in the deep blue sky, a scarlet red roses petals and a murre-cats fur in Edinburgh zoo. 

What are rough? Granite found by the cairngorm mountains, a brown wooden bench, and sloid brick built by nature. 

 

What are loud? A tigers roar,  an old kettle boiling and fuel of a car polluting the air. 

What are quiet? A candle burning, grass growing in a field and a laptop charging.

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  • What is loud?

    A Bugatti roaring like a loin

    A horse galloping loudly.

    A fighter jet zooming threw the air.

     

    What is quiet?

    An electric car zooming down the street 

    A feather when it hits the ground.

    An ant crawling around a tree.

     

    What is hot?

    A chefs pan while cooking steak 

    A Chevrolet in a car chase 

    The sand in Spain frying away.

     

    What is cold? 

    A chicken frozen in the freezer 

    The artic water frozen cold 

    The top of Mount Everest .

     

What Are…?

What are quiet?

An upset soul, a butterfly’s wing fluttering in the rain and a birds first feather hitting the ground.

What are loud? 

My dog belting out a bark at the slightest of noises, the ice-cream van humming its tune and a sirens song from the bottom of the sea. 

 

What are happy?

The colour yellow all bright and shinney, the sun blasting its rays of sunshine and a flower field in the middle of nowhere.

What are sad? 

A rainbow that frowns and hides behind all its happy colours, the sea as its waves crash and the sky when it rains.  

 

What are quick?

The days of our lives slipping away, your heart as it beats up and down and car chase.

What are slow?

Boredom eating away at our brains, a snail as it prays for food and the wait for something great to happen. 

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What are cold? A strangers stare, 

the icicles that hang from the ceiling 

of an ice cave and a witches heart.

What are hot? A manager’s temper after his team 

misses a goal, Pompeii while it is eruption and

 Steaming kettle.

 

What are heavy? The weight on a goalkeepers 

shoulder on

A penalty shootout, a heart before the league final 

and a stare from you parents after a phone call home.

What are frail? The leaves on a tree slowly 

dancing in the wind, 

An ant stomping its feet at hard as it can and

The slow snail that slithers on the path.

 

What are dark? The street at night, before the surprise party and the soul of a demon.

What are light? The diamond reflected of the misty moonlight, the summer sun and a lightbulb turned on.

 

What are hard? The cliffs of dover, fractions and watching my rugby team lose in the final.

What is soft? My pillow from my bed, the tackle bags and a fresh plum.

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What are soft? The flutter of a butterfly’s wings soaring through the sea salt summer breeze, the voice of a lonely child, the dough of bread shimmering gold waiting to be baked.

 

What are rough? The scaly textured skin of a furios fire breathing dragon, hearing the words slip out of someone’s mouth saying you need to start over, the crunch of crispy autumn leaves laying on the pavement tempting all the children to jump.

 

 

What are hot? Freshly baked cinnamon being taken out the oven, a kelpies breath after racing its friend, a summers day on Troon beach dripping in and out of the water.

 

 

What are cold? Your car when you hop in on a cold winters morning, The touch of Jack Frost when he swooshes past you spreading his frost bite, the puddle frozen over at Barassie slowly cracking each day.

 

 

What are sour? The juice of a lemon as it drips onto your warm chippy, the sharp sting of a nettle then the never forgiving nipping pain, the twisted pain after your friend tells you their moving away.

 

What are sweet? When an elderly person gives a joyful smile, a bite full of soft candy floss bought of a fun fairground stall, a spoonful of sugar handed to you from Mary Poppins as she soars away with her umbrella.

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What are quiet? Your heart dropping to the floor because of bad news, a sad soul and the last rose petal falling to the ground. 

What are loud? Children shouting for ice cream, a buzzing bee and a lawn mower in the morning. 

 

What are cold? Holding a slushie, going out in the winter and being barefoot outside. 

What are hot? A dragons breath, standing on lava and a loving heart. 

 

What are thin? A ants antenna, a strand of luscious hair and someone saying you’re on thin ice. 

What are thick? The layers of a birthday cake, a lock of hair and a Cozy blanket.

 

What are soft? A cute hamster, a dressing gown and someone talking quietly.

What are hard? A rock at the beach, a thick chunk of ice and the bottom of a unicorns hoof.

 

What are…

What are tall?

A spectacular skyscraper, The hands of a tree stretching and a ginormous giant.

What are small?

An anxious ant, a Chihauhau chasing a ball and an atom of a cheese burger.

 

What are hot?

A Carolina reaper chilli, the temper of fast Fraser when he misses a goal in FIFA and the boiling sun.

What are cold?

The ice berg that the titanic headbutted, An ice cream on a winters day and a cold stare.

 

What are wide?

The top of marvelles mount Fiji, the inside of a church and a polar bear.

What are thin?

The neck of a giraffe, the top of mount Everest and a ski at Newmillins dry ski slope.

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What is cute? A little new born kitten, a small babies first words and the tiniest little animals.

What is scary? A giant shark in the ocean, An angry moon and a glaring golem staring.

What is little? An ant crawling in the garden, a small snowflake and a tiny cod swimming the sea.

What is big? A giant terrifying t-rex, the Christmas tree in town centre and the Burj Khalifa.

What is bright? The sun shining on me, The lights of many homes at night and the angels glow.

What is dark? The roads when the street light won’t come on, a Black Labrador Retriever and the sad backstory of a villain

What is cold? The ice of Antartica, the heart of someone evil and snow falling from the clouds above.

What is hot? The planet of Mars, A flaming flower ***** and a sad snowman melting.

I would…

I WOULD TAKE…

 

I would take the sound of

A football crowd screaming like an animal hurt,

Rangers after winning a Champions League game

And the sea on a calm day.

 

 

 

 

I would take the taste of 

A chocolate chip cookie fresh out the oven,

A large pizza dancing around in its dazzling, delicious, delivered box 

And  super sour Haribo’s at your absolute amazing Dads.

 

 

 

I would take the sight of

Smiling sunsets standing still,

 The dark Northern lights in the day

And Domino’s cookies sitting there like an innocent man in court.

 

 

 

I would take the touch of

A fluffy rug just hoovered,

A high five from the super star Ronaldo like it’s going to change your life,

When you have the controller and you get to put whatever you want  on the television.

 

 

 

 

I would take the smell of

Pretzels when you open the bag they smell so good,

fresh made orange juice

And when your team wins a football game like it’s the only thing you’ve been waiting for,