Caleb
Monday, 12 September 2016
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Wednesday, 1 June 2016
The Cool Lounge
Below is my poetry called The Cool Lounge, it is based on The Old Alley. You'll see I've used adjectives, nouns and verbs. I hope you enjoy my poem.
Soft couch releasing air as I sit.
Soft couch releasing air as I sit.
Big green blanket, moulding around my skin as I put it on.
The warm morning sun, shining through the fogged glass windows.
The cool breeze rushing through the open gaps of the windows.
The cold fog, halting me from going outside.
My AWESOME family crowding the smell of pancakes.
Light green grass, slightly waving in the soft breeze.
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Wednesday, 18 November 2015
Diamante Poem
Rex Graham Cup
Intense, smashed
wasting us, not winning, trying
Passing, smooth, quick
losing, running, sprinting
Muddy, wet
Rugby
Sense Poem
Peak Trail Blazer
The Peak Trail Blazer,
I see people sprinting in front of me,
I feel the souls of my old shoes wearing out,
I taste my sweat, dripping down my forehead,
I smell the soggy, damp dirt and
I hear someone, creeping up behind me!
Friday, 18 September 2015
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