Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Thursday, September 04, 2014

Poem: A Friend...

That's right! Poems are back! This poem is called A Friend... If you haven't figured out all ready.

Original by Trevor Millum:

A Friend...
A friend is someone who borrows your ball
And returns it to you later in the day;
Who will lend their newest pens - and will play
Your games. Who’ll come around to your house
  and call
For you in rain as well as when it’s fine;
Who’ll listen to your secrets, share your fears,
lend a shoulder when your eyes are full of tears
And won’t divide things into ‘yours’ and ‘mine’.
A friend will peel the plaster gently off your cut
And a friend won’t say ‘Yuk!’. A friend laughs at your jokes
When others just go ‘Eh?’; who likes you but
Will tell you when you’re wrong; who strokes
Your favourite pet in spite of all the fleas -
Who knows your family but, when invited, says
  ‘Yes, please!’


Trevor Millum

New and improved version by Me!:

A Friend...
...is someone who hangs out with you all day
even when theres nothing to do.
A friend is someone who comes to your house
and always asks before using your stuff.
A person who’ll will do all your dares
even if they really don’t want to.
Someone that doesn’t make fun of you.
A friend is someone who will help you when you're hurt
even if it’s not that bad.
Someone who shares with you, stands by you and sits next to you. A person who likes the same sort of things as you.
A friend is someone you will know for the rest of your life

Elijah Casson.

What it looks like in my book:







My class preforms the original (all credit to Mr Moriarty):

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Wednesday, April 02, 2014

Parkvale Today

This is my poem called Parkvale Today and here is a  link to the original somewhere today.



Friday, March 28, 2014

The taste taker

This is my poem called the taste taker it is my version of the sound collector.


WALT write entertaining poems
We will know we can do this when:
  • meaning - focus on one sense
  • four lines per verse
  • rhyme (2nd & 4th line)
  • beginning and ending


The Taste Taker


A man called this evening
Dressed all in black and green
Put every taste into a sack
He really was quite mean.


The sweetness of the chocolate
The salt taste of the toast
The tang of the barbeque crackers
The delicious chicken roast.


The sourness of the lemon
The tastiness of the cake
When you chop the oranges
The yummy juice it makes.


The hoki poki in the ice cream
The yucky orange pill’s
The lime from the ice blocks
As they start to chill.


The yummy tub of honey
in the cupboard still
When you spill the apple juice
The sweetness of the spill.


The spice from my taco
The taste of lollies rolling in my mouth
The delicious corn beef
Since then everythings gone south.





A man called this evening
He didn’t leave a trace.
Left us nothing yummy
food will never have a taste.


Elijah Casson.





Monday, March 10, 2014

Poem: I am a....

This is my second poem of the year called I am a.... . I have put the original with my version. I also made a Tagxedo.






Monday, February 24, 2014

How to shoot a hoop

This year we are going to be making our own poems. We be given examples to use as templates. This is my attempt to create my own version to this poem.






Original.











My version.





Fotobable

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Holiday ABC

Holiday ABC by Elijah


Apricots in the tent
Going to the Beach
Camping
Dad snoozing on the bed
Exciting Christmas
What does the Fox say
Water Gun
Beach Camping Holiday
Playing on my IPod
Jumping on the tramp
Kicking the soccer ball
Building my Lego
I watched a Movie
BaNana cake
For Christmas I got an Orange drink bottle
My sister got a Pink watch
I Quickly got dressed on christmas day
Run round the house
Scooting to the dairy
Bike Track
Pressing bUttons on my netbook
Visiting my grandparents
Wetting my brother with a water balloon
My brother  hitting me  with his new boXing gloves
Have fun on holidaY
Hanging out with pepZ

By Elijah
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