There’s a ladybird that lives in my garden,
She flew right in and didn’t say pardon.
She hangs out in the luscious green trees,
Eating all the vibrant flowers and munching on the leaves.
It has delicate wings gently lifting it up,
She is as small as a tiny ball of fluff.
The soft wing flaps lift her very high,
She can see everything from high up in the navy blue sky.
Her tough shell protects her minute transparent wings,
In the cool morning breeze she sings.
She has extremely thin antennae,
If she didn’t have them she might die.
She is as beautiful as can be,
When she’s in the air you can see.
The red is as bright as you’ve ever known,
I said my house is now your home.
She is my ladybird!
Well done Freya I really like that you have used loads of detail in your writing. 😎
Well done freya! I really loved this bit, she is my ladybird!, it is awesome! 🙂
Well done Freya 😎
Slithering along a path,
Lingering in your bath,
Underneath your garden table,
Gosh! Is it called Mabel?
I really liked that you used rhyming couplets
Great job Callum really funny 😆
It was also really funny. 😆
I loved your poem Callum especially “Gosh, is it called Mabel?” Well done 🙂
Callum that is amazing. I loved the part were you said Gosh! Is it called Mabel?
Cryptic ghosts glaring,
Peering into your soul.
Hallucinating, heart racing,
Leap, attack, scurry, terror,
Anxiety hits you rock solid,
Fall on your wrist,
Blur, sinking, losing touch.
Deafening ringing in your ears,
The lock is broken,
Venom leaking into your veins like acid.
I AM THE BLACK WIDOW…
Wow, Theo!That poem is awesome! I love the line where it says venom leaking into your veins like acid. 😉
Theo, your writing is brilliant you have included lots of detail. 🙂
I liked your language 😮
I really like the way you ended it is very tense
Bullet ants are ferocious
Under human footsteps is their base
Life is uneasy for them
Love working together
They are as black as the night sky.
As dangerous as an earth quake
Nibble on human skin
They are as deadly as a Tiger
So try to avoid them or else…
This is great wow. Nice acrostic poem. I like you use of word
The slug dawdles,
The dragonfly is agile,
The snail is slow,
The centipede is skinny.
The mantis are sneaky,
The bee zooms to flowers,
The millepede runs with its legs,
The hornet stings its victims.
The ladybug chomps on leaves,
The wasp has a poisonous sting,
The butterfly is colourful,
The moth is stealthy.
The caterpillars turns into butterflies,
The black widow strides to its prey,
The arachnids spin webs,
The ant scuttles around,
WE ARE THE MINIBEASTS!!!
I really like your writing and definitely your ending. 😆
Thank you Aaron. 😉
Amazing Lucy! You should be extremely proud! I love the line where it says ‘The Black Widow strides to its prey.’ Awesome, keep up the good work! 😉
Excellent poem Lucy-Mae, love the ending!!!!
The dragonfly glides in the sky,
The dragonflies calmly hover in the air,
They adore it in the sky but not that high,
They sometimes travel in a pair.
Dragonflies live in magnificent ponds and streams,
Dragonflies wings are as thin as shattered ice,
They must have wonderful dreams,
They are petite just like mice.
They sometimes fly in the gardens,
When they burp they never say pardon,
They can be different colours but the main one is blue,
What age do they live to give me a clue.
You have a big talent on writing poems Connie! Keep up the amazing work, shattered ice is my favourite part! 😛
Be carful around bullet ants,
Each of them like cold green plants,
Whatever though, still be wary,
Ants like these can be scary,
Running at speeds of 30 miles per hour,
Either way they make me feel a bit sour.
Bites as bad as being shot by a bullet,
Using its power it’s like a mullet,
Look out you might get bit,
Likely to get bit if you disturb it,
Eaten by nasty spiders,
The bullet ants are still fighters.
All the ants yield to these dangerous creatures,
Not just because of its astonishing features,
They might be as threatening as a sword,
So of course they don’t look as nice as a new ford.
By Aidan Wyles
I like your poem I thought it was really good when I read it,! 😆
That is amazing you know a lot about ants.
This writing is amazing! You used a lot of rhyming and it’s a road daul level! 😆
I liked that you used rhyming couplets, Aiden 🙂
I love your rhyming Aiden, well done! Keep up the awesome work! 🙂
I loved the rhyming you did in your poem,! 😆
Beware Of its Painful injure,
Maybe it looks ginger,
claws are as sharp as a spear,
Might make you tear.
It’s as fast as lightning,
However it’s also frightening,
stripes are as black as night,
It comes at first sight.
You may be it’s next victim,
also a strong dictum,
lives in a vicious hive,
It can also dive.
Watch out there’s one behind you,
It comes out in the blue,
If you kill you’ll be scared,
It’s also in the despair.
The sting Is a bottomless pit of death,
The disturbing legs is it’s breath,
It’s antlers can see you in angst,
Make sure you look behind…
By Ashton Clifton
I liked the way you used rhyming couplets in you writing. I also liked it when you included ginger!.
Well done ash that’s great work :0)xx.
Beware of my life stopping bite,
Later you’ll see my abdomens bright,
Animals shiver in my presence,
Could you be my next present?
Kill me and you’ll be warned.
Whatever I kill may be horned,
I may be small,
Do you think I’m the size of a miniature ball,
On webs I catch my prey,
Will you hope that I don’t stay?
Great poem Alfie I like the line where it says kill me and you’ll we warned its very dramatic. Next time you could add an exclamation mark.
Pounces across water ,
Other times I wonder how they slumber,
Never will survive in a scorcher,
Don’t ever hear a peep.
Skating agilely across water,
Killing waters stillness while creating a ripple,
A hiss will create a soothing song,
The feet have little stipples,
Even though I look awake I’ve been awake all day long,
Rough days work comes a good night sleep.
I really like your poem because I loved your writing and you did a good job.Well done 😆
As my legs extend,
You will think your life will end,
Will you be my prey,
Or will you stay all day.
My jaw is very large,
The prime minster puts on some marge,
Donald Trump will say please,
Let’s have some cheese on our knees
They first are caterpillars,
Slow and green as like.
Eat leaves and salad,
All the time.
You find it in the air,
Flapping its wings.
With its majestic colours,
It can be blue,purple,red,yellow,
Pink and rainbow all of them.
There thin body’s are fluffy,
And it’s mini limbs tiptoeing on the land.
Beautiful colours shining bright,
Awakening in the morning light,
Big Adventures are frightening,
The small creatures are afraid of lightning.
Flying gracefully in the sky,
Eating my Nans homemade pie,
Hiding in your green house,
Playing with a mouse.
I have a collection of Ladybirds,
They don’t seem to utter words.
They always wander adventurously on the farmer’s crops,
And leave minute black stuff that plops.
I have a collection of Ladybirds,
They huddle in a cherishing herds.
If they lay eyes on me they fake dead,
They always linger around in my mums flower beds.
These insects shells are to make you melt,
Some are purple and green but they aren’t to be smelt.
My favourite Ladybird is a strawberry pink
Ladybird called Callum,
Sometimes he would say “Tell’m!”
Sometimes I know a bit too much about Ladybirds,
So people state ‘I’m a Ladybird Nerd
Whales are as small as a submarine,
These creatures are even more blue than a colouring pencil.
Whales can swim faster than a cheetah,
Their splashes are as loud as a deadly roar.
They are like statues while protecting a door,
Whales are the kings of the ocean!
Boss of the ant colonies,
Under the surface is home,
Looks black with a veroush bite,
Life is exhausting for them,
Enormous as a humans thumb,
They are dark as a evil mans blood,
An amazing creature,
Nibble on almost anything,
They are as deadly as can be,
So don’t go near them or else,
Well done to every one in the class. 🙂
A pond skaters life
As the pond lurked under the shivering moon,
I skate and drift across the waters skin,
when big waves come I meet my doom,
If I were in a race I would probably win.
When I awake I might change pond,
Even though I may be thin I still have a little skin,
If I lived with anew gerridae I would not be fond with the new pond,
Another day has passed and I’ve dreamed again hopefully tomorrow will go like a spin.
A Butterfly’s Wing
I fly elegantly like an angel,
Even though I am just as beautiful.
Majestic like a wolf running under the moonlight,
But don’t worry don’t have a fright.
All butterfly’s big and small,
You would want to see us all.
When you see me you think I’m perfect,
But you are actually incorrect.
As butterfly’s we have to work hard,
But we never get a Mother’s Day card
You never know if they’re under your bed,
In the night they might crawl on your head
They make webs in every corner of you’re house
They make their self at home in my Nans greenhouse
On their nets they catch flys
But they only have two eyes
When you’re not looking they jump in your shoe,
You better watch out because they’re coming for you.
They are very squishy,
As they live in the sea,
But they also, smell very fishy,
A bit like me!
They’ve got gills,
Even though there small,
They look a lot like wind mills,
But it didn’t go to the mall!
When they splash,
Then get a rash,
When they start to bluffer!
They have fins,
But when they hit the water,
They look like arioplane wings,
But they don’t hit granddaughters!
I’m a FISH…
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