Poems on the Table

We have been reading Table a poem by Turkish poet Edip Cansever translated by Richard Tillinghast. The class have been writing their own poem basted on the ‘shape’ of this poem. Click the titles to read the poems.

The featured image on this post is Our Table by cogdog on Flickr shared as Public domain

Descriptive Poetry

Last week in our Teams meeting the Biggies looked  at and thought about  the poem Long Trip by Langston Hughes. The children used it as a template to write their own poems.

The Burn
The Burn Is A Woosh Of Water.
A Sound Of Relaxation.
It Runs And Ripples,
Glows And Glimmers,
Down The Rocks.
Raging, Roughly,
Roughly, Raging.
The Burn Is A Woosh Of Water.
A Sound Of Relaxation.

Arron


The Sea
The sea is a witches cauldron covered in shadows from the dark.
The sea is a water town for fish and great white sharks.
Where they can splish and splash,
Dip and dive,
Swim through the wild waters.
Dash, splash,
Splash, dash.
The sea is a water town for fish and great white sharks.
The sea is a witches cauldron covered in shadows from the dark.

Heather


The Rainbow
The colours are a line of brightness.
A feet in the sky,
It moves and moves,
Sunny and rainy,
Down the path,
Running, walking,
Running jogging,
We got the gold,
A feet in the sky.

Skye


The mountains is like a full grown apple,
An apple of mountains.
You climb and walk,
walk and climb.
Hear the wind on rushing low.
The mountains is a full grown apple.

Tanya


The Garden
The garden is a forest of green,
An area of fun.
It’s sits and stays,
Grows and glows,
In the sun.
Watching, waiting,
Waiting, watching.
The garden is a forest of green,
An area of fun.
Hannah


The pony
The pony is a pearl,
It shines and shivers,
Golden and glittery,
And stands out!
In the field.
All chuffed,
Chuffed all.
The pony is proud,
A ball of greatness.

Jonah


The unstoppable sword
Thunder is the sword of god,
A sword is the teeth of a shark.
It slices and dices,
It raises up and down,
All the way.
Cutting and slices,
Slices and cutting,
All in slices going 1 and 2.

Josh


Volcanos are madness
Volcanos are a fiery mountain and that is a theatre that lit up the sky
Mountains are a magical mythical
That is too high to climb
Fire. Crackle crunch fire flame
That is way to hot to touch
Volcanos are a fiery mountain and that is a theatre that lit up the sky

Hazel


Tree
The Tree is big and strong,
A palace of leaves that curl and bend.
That is still in time.
Every day we pass them by,
But we never hear them cry a song of sorrow.
The Tree is big and strong,
A palace of leaves that curl and bend.

Ben

The Bantiraptors

A week ago we looked at the poem Sweetieraptors which as a lot of Scot’s words and is great fun. The biggies wrote their own verses, being careful to rhyme and follow the rhythm of the original.

We put together the movie to show our poems. Each pupil made a keynote slide to cary the text and used the green screen feature of iMovie to add that text onto of their movies. They then added the voice.

Everyone AirDropped their movies to Aaron who put them altogether into one longer video.