CALENDAR POEMS
Below are some poems written by Year 9 UK students for a pages of a calendar. In groups of four choose three months each and see if you can construct a calendar of your poems. You might like to add illustrations.
EXAMS IN JUNE
Anxiously sitting in the maths exam,
I feel hot and nervous ...
Numbers whirling around my brain,
My head aching. I can't relax.
The sun's fingers poking
Fun at my answers.
I struggle on desperately.
(Angela Botterill)
REST
It's time for a rest from school.
The kids all need a holiday.
No more maths, French, or geography!
I walk along the stretched out bay
As the ocean waves lap and arch onto the shore.
The warm wind softly caresses my arms -
The cloudless blue sky shines,
Reflecting on the frothy waves.
The seagulls glide,
And their eager cries whirl in the wind.
(Lucy Botterill)
PROMISES
Sitting in the evening breeze,
Watching the silken clouds float by,
And listening to the cuckoo's call.
Laughter's in the golden air....
Promises of happy times,
Of evenings warm and light...
Of sun-soaked days
With shimmering haze
From a cornflower blue sky.
(Melanie Devenish)
NEXT GENERATION
Mustard yellow daffodils bend in the
stinging wind.
An old farmer with black boots and
an old brown cloak and holes
in his old trousers, comes
trudging by, over and down
onto the round bulbs of the
daffodils......
Only to find a new-born lamb with a
fine slender coat of wool,
snug next to its mother
to share her warmth.
With dew all around on the stems
of the grass and snowdrops,
Nature's next generation is coming.
(Lloyd Smallridge)
