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National Poetry Day

National Poetry Day - Thurs 8th Oct.
Poems were displayed around the school and teachers incorporated this into their day.

 

Instructions for Growing Poetry   

(found on the back of the packet)     

 

Shut your eyes.

Open your mind.

Look inside.

What do you find?

Something funny?

Something sad?

Something beautiful,

mysterious, mad?

Open your ears.

Listen well.

A word or a phrase

begins to swell?

Catch its rhythm.

Hold its sound.

Gently, slowly

roll it round.

Does it please you?

Does it tease you?

Does it ask

to grow and spread?

Now those little

words are sprouting

poetry

Inside your head.

 

by Tony Mitton

 

Puzzled Pea

 

I’m just a pea

in a plain pea pod.

But there’s something about me

that’s odd.

 

For, although like the others,

I’m a plain, green pea,

they are all them...

while I’m me.

 

By Tony Mitton

 

It's Dark in Here

 

 

 

 

I am writing these poems

From inside a lion,

And it’s rather dark in here.

So please excuse the handwriting

Which may not be too clear.

But this afternoon by the lion’s cage

I’m afraid I got too near.

And I’m writing these lines

From inside a lion

And it’s rather dark in here.

 

by Shel Silverstein

 

The Sound Collector

 

A stranger called this morning

Dressed all in black and grey

Put every sound into a bag

And carried them away

 

The whistling of the kettle

The turning of the lock

The purring of the kitten

The ticking of the clock

 

The popping of the toaster

The crunching of the flakes

When you spread the marmalade

The scraping noise it makes

 

The hissing of the frying-pan

The ticking of the grill

The bubbling of the bathtub

When it starts to fill

 

The drumming of the raindrops

On the window-pane

When you do the washing-up

The gurgle of the drain

 

 

The crying of the baby

The squeaking of the chair

The swishing of the curtain

The creaking of the stair

 

A stranger called this morning

He didn’t leave his name

Left us only silence

Life will never be the same.

 

By Roger McGough

 

On the Ning Nang Nong

 

On the Ning Nang Nong

Where the Cows go Bong!

And the Monkeys all say Boo!

There’s a Nong Nang Ning

Where the trees go Ping!

And the teapots Jibber Jabber Joo.

On the Nong Ning Nang

All the Mice go Clang!

And you just can’t catch ‘em when they do!

 

So it’s Ning Nang Nong!

Cows go Bong!

Nong Nang Ning

Trees go Ping!

Nong Ning Nang!

The Mice go Clang!

What a noisy place to belong,

Is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!

 

By Spike Milligan

 

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The Gruffalo

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The Gruffalo 2
The Gruffalo 3
The Gruffalo 4
The Gruffalo 5
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