Year 6 have been studying personification poems and wrote some about places in their local area.
Around from the duckpond where I sit,
Lonely on my grassy pit,
Sometimes my little friends come to play,
I hope they’ll come visit some time today.
Standing around looking glum,
Now im waiting for my friends to come.
Watching visitors passing by,
Ill be doing this till the day I die.
My metal and steel are easily rusted,
Any my head is seriously busted !
Im feeling lonely watching the ducks,
Sometimes people give me nasty looks.
As all the people moan and groan,
Ill be standing here alone.
These are the last words ill say,
I hope Ill hear from you some day.
Niamh and Milly
Constantly metal bangs on my head and ruins me.
I destroy the land with my huge claw.
As the sun sets, I turn off as if I had a hard day at work.
I destroy the earth as if I am bloodthirsty for it.
I am as vicious as a tiger that is really hungry.
I stare at the scrap like I am having a competition.
I tower over all the little ants on the ground.
Smashing through the ground I hunt for scrap.
At night I am as quite as a mouse.
Yet I wreck the scrap each day like a wrecking ball.
Ben Pentland.
