A rising rainbow in the sky,
A golden bird on his wings he flies,
A pot of gold clutched in his claws,
The sky turns to thunder that grumbles and roars,
The bird drops the pot into his nest,
And lies down to take a rest,
The thunder knocks the pot to the ground,
The rainbow's gold is safe and sound,
It's hidden in between the grass,
Out of harm's grasp.
By Eden Penfold
Week 7
16 years ago
4 comments:
I am incredibly impressed by this site Eden. The poetry is amazing and the thought you have put into explaining how to write poetry is incredible. Anyone reading your breakdown of 'how to write a poem' should be able to immediately head off and write one of their own.
Well done and congratulations.
Mr Chalmers
Well done Eden this blog look's great
Well done
Isaac W
Room 9
Hi Eden
Its me again Laura. I just want to say this poem is so better than all the other ones, so Mr Chalmers was right you do have a great gift of writing poems!
Se ya
Laura
Hi Eden
How are you?
Who are your new friends and what are their names?
Hope you are having a good time!
*Hayley*
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