My worlds

Two Worlds, Two Friendly Enemies
The mix of my worlds
Results in a variety of things,
Like a boy sleeping next to a python.

It could result in a city
Havocked with a blackout,
Stealing taking place
And people being stabbed.

It makes a lot of noise
The Stealth airplane
When it flies.
It beats the earth like a fridge.

Those are my two worlds,
And however I try
They can’t get along.

By Abraao

I live in a world of kittens playing around
And shining like gold.
I wish I was a cat.

I live in a world of streets
Where people are all busy
And people are
Loud as roaring lions.

I live in two worlds
That I can’t bring together.
How can I bring these worlds together?

By Faduma

I live in a world of pain
I live in a world of love, of good,
Of bad, of normality.
It may be my destiny to be lonely
I am terrified of pain
It is perfect to let it go
There is nothing I can do
Just me and you
How long will I last before I burst?

By Meshawi

I live in a world of spicy cooking,
Sweet smells and exotic food,
Going out shopping into the street.

I live in a world of guns and warfare,
Playing with my friends online,
Shooting the enemy,
Throwing grenades,
Stealing into the grass like a grasshopper,
Blending into the stem of a plant.

By Thomas

One World Split in Half
I live in two worlds
Of my family’s tender care,
And guns and gangsters
Causing hassle everywhere.

I smell my mother’s sweet cooking,
Hear my little brother’s loud cries,
Happiness surrounding me
Where we don’t believe in lies.

But on the seven o’clock news
I hear bad things
That gangs have robbed jewellery shops,
Shooting innocent people,
Taking bracelets and rings.

Why can’t we live happy
In an innocent world,
Where police sirens don’t exist?
Why can’t we live happy
I think to myself,
Why?

My mother comforts me
When I’m feeling poor,
But those who’ve lost their loved ones
Because of the guns
Have no one to comfort them.

By Fatima

I live in a world of belief and reality,
A world of eyes staring me up and down,
Of people calling my name,
Of pain and agony, hate and crying
Loud as a pin drop.

I live in a world of endless chores
And if a pin drops, my aunty roars:
‘Britni, Britni! Come down ‘ere,
Do your work properly,
You have no responsibility I fear.’

The schoolwork’s too hard,
They put too much pressure,
In English we write stories
And in Maths we learn to measure.

By Britni

The World of War
I live in a world of war.
I fight in this world, I fight even more,
I love my world,
But I love the world of peace,
But I love The World of War.

I want to escape
I want to live
I do not want to fight in the war

My world of peace is no more
The world of peace
The world of peace has been destroyed.

By Blair

I listen to loud music
Like loud explosions,
Tornados with whipping leopards.

I live in two worlds:
Of nice sweet smells
Cooking, shouting, playing 24/7,
And on Sunday
Loud church bells

Of children and teenagers
Getting involved in gangs,
Hassling innocent people,
Leaving them with nightmares
Of loud gun bangs.

By Cadeisha

I live in a world of computer games
And shouting
Loud music popping in my head
Of kicking a ball
Then coming back like a raindrop

By Igor

I live in two worlds,
Funland and Family land.
I live in a world of sweets,
Of dogs, Pitbulls shaking people.
I live in a world
Of jungle tigers roaring loud.
I have a world
With enemies hating me.
I have a world of football,
Being a professional football player.

By Glodi

I live in two worlds of
Family and warmth
And loud noises.
I live in a world of
Killers and cold
And the sound of gunshots.

I live in a world of
Sweets and candy.
I live in a world of
Knives and guns.

By Adam

I live in a world of animals
Soft and cute as a cloud.
I live in a world of hopes and dreams
Where nothing comes true
Not even hopes.

I live in a world of Games,
Pokemon fighting, gaining points.
I live in a world of Zeldas
And riding zooming around the house.

My worlds colide
And sometimes are peaceful
But overall they are mayhem.

By Shonia

I live in a world of sweets and candy
I live in a world of coke and shandy
I live in a world of pollution and crime
I live in a world of thugs with knives
I live in a world of peace and harmony
I live in a world where people comfort me.

By Connor B

I live in a world of sweet smells of food
And the smell of petrol, even though it’s bad,
And strong smells of sprays
Like the strength of ten men.

I live on a world of war and shooting,
Like Call of Duty,
Frozen games like a stone statue.

I live in two worlds
One with peace
Another with violence and sadness.

By Jamell

I live in two worlds
Of school and home,
Of screaming
And PSP all day.

I live in two worlds.
The mix of them is
Flashing screens
And the sound of bombing in my head.

By Christiano

Worlds of War
I live in a world of sweet smells
And flashing images on a screen
With my eyes nearly ready to pop out.

I live in a world of screaming fans
And fast motion
Like riding a tiger through
The eye of a tornado;
And my foot connecting to a rock
Like Superman kicking the earth
And a cheetah running at the speed of light.

These worlds that I live
Are mostly crazy, but a lot of fun,
They do not connect,
Like a world war:
Germany, Russia and England
Clashing together.

By Tariq

I live in a world of screams
And non-stop working.
I live in a world of no smells
And not too much happiness.

By Joselyn

I live in a world of guns, and knives
That plunge into your body.
I live in a world of guns
As the bullets go as fast as cheetahs.

I live in a world of sweet smells,
Of flowers and sweet cooking
In my house,
Of my mum and dad.

By Torine

I live in a world of cooking,
And the kitchen floor.

I live in a world of fanatic roars
When the leather flies and
Hits the fisherman’s net.

When I get home
I take off my smelly boots,
And smell the fresh smell
Of delicious food.

By Louis

I live in a world of fun and games
And I’m out of control

I live in a world of when I come home
I eat, sleep and watch TV

And then my life starts all over again.

By Alaa

I live in a world of funfairs
And games with all my friends.
I live in a world of love
And peace with my family.
I live in a world of picking berries
For my mum and sister

I live in two worlds of
Games on the computer
And of football games.

I live in a world
Of street and grime music.
I live in a world of Baseball,
That’s what I like, sport.

By Traevon

I live in a world of flashing lights
And video game fights.
I live in a world of fear on the streets,
Rhythms and beat.

I live in a world of stab wounds
And memories lost like a deleted file,
Like haters under the knife,
And the parents of the lost ones say
Why?
Where life’s not a choice.

I live in a world of blistered hands
And sore fingers,
High volume like you’re inside the TV.
It says, Come play with me.

By Reece

I live in a world of people around me,
I live in a world of parents working in places,
I live in a world of my family
With me because I am very safe,
I live in a world with lots of friends,
I live in a world of cash machines,
And of kids playing in the park.

By Gemma

I live in a world where we watch TV
I live in a world of shops and parks
I live in a world of dogs and cats
I live in a world of kids playing in the park.

By Andrew

I live in a world of sleep,
Of walking through an estate,
Of mud, rocks, and shops.

By Adam

I live in a world of comfort,
Of a warm fluffy cloud,
I live in a world of liveliness in the streets,
Of youth, as I follow it, path by path.

I live in a world of parks,
Of trees, grass and ice-cream,
Of fun screams of joy and laughter
As the sun shines in my face
On the swing, swinging
To and fro.

I live in a world of entertainment,
Of Nintendo, DS Lite, and music
As I lie in my bed,
And the comfort of my mum and sister,
My life of happiness.

By Chevonne

I live in a world of joy
That I enjoy so much.
I live in a world of comfort
Like my cushy pillows
The colour of yellow.
I live in a world of homework,
It makes me learn more and more.
I like both worlds,
But school is better
Because you can learn loads.

By Kirsty

I live in a world where I fight for the PS3
So I bought a new Nintendo.
I live in a world of cold and damp.
At home I can get hurt,
But on the street I can get killed.

By Luke

I live in a world of danger, guns and knives
I live in a world of news of murder and robbers
I live in a world of technology games and Xboxes
I live in a world of adventures and different places.

By Kamil

I live in a world of youth and family
Which all get along very happily
The buildings are tall and my family is strong
While in the park we kick a ball along.

The world of youth is a quiet peaceful place,
Everything is clean and there is no disgrace,
The world of family is fun and aromatic,
The way we clean is a good tactic.

It is exciting, and at lunch, boy do they run,
It seems everything is a brew of fun,
And when everything seems to get pitch dark,
We all drop to a deep, deep sleep.

By Ali

I live in a world of pillows,
Of PS3, bed and football,
Of kebabs, friends and brawls.

By Bryan

I live in a world of strangeness,
My family embarrassing me every day.
I live in a world of school,
I get cussed, get called ‘Drool’.

By Billy

I live in a world of cash,
Which I spend with my family,
I live in a world of sport,
Which is active.
I live in a world of kids,
Playing in the park.
I live in a world of cars,
Driving people around.

By Mohammed

I live in a world with my family
And Love.
My family is my soul,
I’m always excited to have fun with them.
I wonder what I would do without them
And my friends.
It is all I want for my life, till I die.
There shall my family and friends be forever
No matter what.

I love shopping, me, I like spending.
I would love to own a shop.
I love shopping, me, I like spending.

All I need are friends,
All I need is my family.
I need them to have fun with.
They spend time with me
As if I am someone special.
That’s all I need for my life till I die.
They take me shopping,
They like to spend on me,
They are like the best parents I have ever had.

By Habiba

I live in a world of family
I love my mum and dad
I never want them sad
Because sometimes they feel bad
And that’s the worst thing I ever had

I live in a world of friends
In my school it’s so cool
I have five friends that we say never ends
They are the best friends forever more
They are me best friends I am sure
By the way that’s not against the law.

By Attiya

I live in a world of family
And a world of school
We all get along

By All-awkat

I live in a world of family
I live in a world of love
I live in a world of happiness
Which resembles the sign of the dove

I live in a world of streets
I live in a world of bravery
I live in a world where
Anything can happen to me.

By Michelangelo

I live in a world of special faith
I live in a world of education.

By Bqayon

I live in a world of school
Where I have lots of friends
The one I love the most is Noor
And Arjeta.
I love them so much, as friends,
And I would hate to lose them.

By Jessica

I live in a world of family,
With my siblings, my parents,
Whom I love.
I live in a world of family,
Where I always try to have fun.
I live in a world of family
That I know loves me very much
And I love them too.

I live in a world of the street
Where I play out with my friends.
All the cars running their petrol,
People dealing drugs,
Brick dust and rat poison.

So my two worlds are family and street.
With my family I feel safe,
But on the street anything can happen.

By Noor

I live in a world of family
Which I play and have fun in,
I love them so much.

I live in a world of the street
Where I mess about and joke around.

I live in a world of friends,
They are all kind, except for one
Who is wannin it!

I live in two worlds, of family and friends.
They are all the people I like,
But my family I love.
My world is very friendly.

By Arjeta

I live in a world of the street
I live in a world of fried meat
I live in a world of football
I live in a world of acting cool

I live in a world of my family
I live in a world of love
I live in a world of trust
I live in a world of a child.

By Callum

Family and friends

Bart Simpson
You are the cheesy crust on my pizza.
The mango in my tropical drink.
The fragrance of a blueberry.
The shinny flakes if the white snow.
The golden sand of north Carolina
The soft colour of my coat
The bashful monkey in the jungle
I am so glad that you are my friend

Danielle
Danielle is the meat with my jellof rice,
The strawberry in my Yazoo,
The petals of a poppy,
The candle on my birthday,
The sunshine of my Summer,
The blossoms in Dubai,
Danielle’s hair is as soft as rabbit fur,
That is why she is my best friend.

By Isatou

Danielle
You are the melted cheese of my lasagne
The squeezed mix of my delicious juice
The fragrance of my red rose
The brightness of the sun
The warmth of America
The smoothness of lion’s fur
As funny as a monkey
When I play with you , you make me feel special.
We have good friendship.

My Family

You are the chicken in my rice.
The sweetness of my fanta.
The gold in my daisy.
The present on my birthday.
The warmth of Ghana.
The comfort of my jumper.
The elegant stripes on a tiger.
That’s why I love you.

By Edward

My Family
You are the meat in my jellof rice,
The fruits in my tropical juice,
The perfume of a rose,
The relaxing light of a summer day,
The warmth in Jamaica,
The Nike clothes I wear,
And you’re as sleek as a black panther.

My Family
You are the delectable flavours on my pizza.
The Sweet fruits of a Capri-sun.
The perfume in a rose.
The smile on my face at Christmas, my birthday and especially summer.
You are the temperature of the Ghanaian sun.
You always dress me in the right clothes.
You are soft like a hamster.
That is why you are my family.

By Christian

Gloria
You are the spicy sauce on my pizza.
The cherry taste in my cherryade.
The smell like a beautiful roses petal.
And the warmth in summer.
The fairy on my Christmas tree.
You are the excitement in school.
The warm and soft cotton of my jumper.
You are the bounce of my Kangaroo.
That is why you are my best friend.

By Rachel

Melba
You are the chilli on my chicken,
The fizz in my drink,
The fragrance of a sunflower,
The happiness on my birthday,
The sunshine in Uganda,
The softness of cotton,
And the cuteness of a puppy.
That is why you are my best friend.

By Rinah

Mum
You are the beans in my rice,
The fruits packed into my delicious juice.
And your eyes are beautiful like a daffodil.
You are the best times at my birthday when I’m treated like a queen.
You put the sunshine in my eyes,
You give the perfume to me like a sunflower.
When I hold you, you make me feel at home!
I love you Mum.

By Danielle

Mum and Dad
You are the spice in my jollof rice
The pineapple taste of my tropical drink
The freshness of blooming tulips and the snow
And presents on Christmas day.
The side to side movement of the tree in Ghana.
The soft cotton of my jumper.
The beauty of the zebra,
That why you are my family.

Mum and Dad
You are the milk in chocolate,
The fizz in my coke,
The gracefulness of a lily,
The sandy beach of summer,
The cocoa of Ghana,
The fabric of my jeans
And the soothing meow of a kitten.
You are my life!

By Francis

Mum and Dad
You are the tanginess on my cu-cu
The sweet syrup in my malby
The sun rays that beam on buttercup
And the slant of hot sun through my window
You are the ice blue sea in Barbados
The smooth through my silk
You are as cheeky as a monkey
You’re special.

By Lauren

Mum and Dad
The Mum and Dad I love.
You are the beef of the burger that makes it juicy,
The fizzy in my mouth that makes drink fizzy,
You are the rose of my life,
The fairy on my Christmas tree,
My room you decorated to show your love for me,
You are always there to keep me company,
And are someone I can love.

By Nana

Mum and Dad
You are the spice in my Jellof rice,
The sweetness of my lemonade,
The fragrance of a rose,
The first snowflake of Christmas, the colour of my fun party,
The silk of my shirt,
The kindness of my friends,
You are my parents and I love you.

By Vanessa

Mum and Dad
You are the chicken in my rice,
The bubbles in my drink,
The petal of a rose,
The first snowflake of winter,
The palm trees in Dubai,
The warmth of my clothes,
And the softness of my heart.
That’s why I love you.

By Zulikha

Mum and Dad
You are the sweetness of my okra soup,
The fizz in my cherryade,
The ruby colour in the petal of my lovely rose,
The enjoyment of my birthday,
The first snowflake of Winter,
The sun in my heart,
The comfort of my favourite teddy bear,
And the softest pet in the world.
That is why I love you.

By Chantelle

Mum and Dad
You are the melting cheese on my pizza.
The sweetness in my fanta.
The bright gold of a sunflower.
The sunshine of a summer and the excitement of Christmas.
The warmth of Ghana.
The skin of your face is as smooth as cotton and have the grace of a dolphin.
That’s Why I Love you.

By Gloria

My Family
They’re as gentle as the melted cheese on a pizza.
The tingly sweetness in coca cola.
The graceful, golden delight in a sunflower
And the happiness of my birthday.
They’re warmest welcome in India.
The coolness of cotton
And the carefulness of a mother and farther jaguar.
They mean the world to me because they’re always there for me.

By Dilen

My Mudda
You are the icing on my cake,
The chocolate in my milkshake,
The fragrance of my rose,
The wrapping of my life.
You are the happiness of Disney, the comfort of the hat on my head and the mischievousness of me.
I love you like a fatkid love cake, Mum.

By Jordan

My Mum
You are the curl in my noodles,
The fruits in my Ribena,
You are like the blue of a bluebell,
You are the candles on my birthday cake,
Warm like Summertime,
You are the warmth of Ghana and the cool of England,
You are the soft white cotton in my jumper,
The cute dog and the beautiful cat in my house,
You are the acrobatic dolphin who teaches me how to swim.
That’s because you are my Mum and mean so much to me everyday.

By Akwasi

My mum
You are the salt fish in fritters
The chocolate in my milkshake
The rich blue in a bluebell
The warmth of summer
You are the motion in the ocean
The smooth silk of my shirt
You are the gracefulness of a butterfly
You are my mum

By Reiss

Vanessa
You are the pepperoni on my pizza,
The fizz in my drink,
The sweet smell of a rose,
You are the presents on my birthday,
You are the fun of the playground,
You are the silk of my dress,
The brave tiger of the jungle.
You’re special.

By Gabriella

These poems are based on the template of original poems by Sola Oyeleye. Sola led workshops with the Refugee Home-Support Group.

Paint me a colour

As red as a strawberry
Because I am sweet
As red as a ruby
Because I am sparkling
As red as a heart
Because I am happy
As red as a sunrise
Because I am bright
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red!

By Soukaina

If you paint me a colour
Paint me orange
As orange as a car
Because I am fast
As orange as a light
Because I am bright
As orange as an orange
Because I am squishy
If you paint me a colour
Paint me orange

By Asad

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as a rose
Because I am sweet
As blue as a sky
Because I am green
As green as a field
Because I am yellow
As yellow as a sun
Because I am purple
If you paint me a colour
Paint me grey

By Osman Ali

If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue
As blue as a pencil
Because I am writing
As blue as a picture
Because I am beautiful
As blue as a wall
Because I am hard
As blue as a sky
Because I am good
If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue

By Hasan

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as a jack-in-the-box
Because I am jumping
As red as a clown’s nose
Because I am funny
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red

By Abubakar

If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue
As blue as the ocean
Because I am salty
As blue as the sky
Because I am windy
As blue as a Blue Whale
Because I am big
As blue as a Chelsea kit
Because I am a Chelsea fan
If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue

By Mehdi

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as a rose
Because I am beautiful
As red as blood
Because I am healthy
As red as fire
Because I am burning
As red as a Ferrari
Because I am fast
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red

By Moheeb

If you paint me a colour
Paint me green
As green as a tree
Because I am tall as a tree
As green as a plant
Because I am still
As green as the Moroccan Flat
Because I am soul
As green as a cabbage
Because I am round headed
If you paint me a colour
Paint me green

By Harun

If you paint me a colour
Paint me pink
As pink as a dress
Because I am a beautiful girl
As pink as a pink bear
Because I am cuddly
As pink as a pink jumper
Because I am wearing a jumper
As pink as a t-shirt
Because I am a lovely t-shirt
If you paint me a colour
Paint me pink

By Hanan

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as blood
Because I am so evil
As red as a door
Because I am so
As red as a floor
Because I am evil
As red as a pee on my bed
Because I am stupid
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red

By Ali

If you paint me a colour
Paint me green
As green as the green
Because I am nice
As green as the bus
Because I am big
As green as the tree
Because I am tall
As green as my jumper
Because I am warm
If you paint me a colour
Paint me green

By Abdusalaam

If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue
As blue as the sea
Because I am happy
As yellow as the sun
Because I am hot
As green as an alien
Because I am great
As red as a bus
Because I am big
If you paint me a colour
Paint me blue!

By Abdulahi Osman

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as a rose
Because I am beautiful
As red as a fire engine
Because I am noisy
As red as a strawberry
Because I am sweet
As red as a toy car
Because I am fast
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red!!!

By Iqra

If you paint me a colour
Paint me red
As red as a sky
Because I am nice
As nice as a tune
Because I am gleaming
As gleaming as a sun
Because I am shiny
As shiny as a star
Because I am surprising
If you paint me a colour
Paint me red

By Magan

I told you I told you
If you climbed a wall
I told you I told you
You would fall off the wall

By Hasan

Hey you know yeah I’m too big to ride on my ice skating
Hey you know yeah I’m too big to jump on my bed
Hey you know yeah I’m too big too fat to sit on the chair

By Hanan

My mum won’t let me to ride a scooter
My mum won’t let me to play my toys
My mum won’t let me to buy a ice-cream
My dad won’t let me to go to swimming
My dad won’t let me to get my bike
My mum let me go to shop
My dad let me to ride my scooter

By Hanan

You know yeah I’m too big to sit on my mum’s lap
You know yeah I’m too big to wear my sister’s jeans
You know yeah I’m too big to jump on my bed
You know yeah I’m too big to suck my dummies
You know yeah I’m too big to crawl on the floor

By Hibaaq

You know what I’m too big to sleep with my mum.
You know what I’m too big to bite my nails.
You know what I’m too big to suck my thumb.
You know what I’m too big to take my duck to bath.
You know what I’m too big to sleep with my teddy bear.
You know what I’m too big to kidnap children.
You know what I’m too big to watch teletubbies.
You know what I’m too big to play with my toys.
You know what I’m too big to moan.

By Moheeb Rahman

I am too big to play computer games
I also am too big for dummies
I am too big for my cartoons

By Asad?

Hey you over there I’m too big to play with my hair.
Hey you over there is it nice to go to the fair?
Hey you over there I’m too big to play with my bear.
Hey you over there I’m too big to sell my hair.
Hey you over there I’m too big to suck my bear.
Hey you over there I’m too big to punch my bear.

By Mehdi

I’m too big for jumping on my bed.
I’m too big for hitting my brother.
I’m too big for breaking my table.
I’m too big for hitting my father.

By Osman Ali

I’m too big for playing around
I’m too big for Power Rangers
I’m too big for sticking my bum
I’m too big for riding my bike

By Salmaan

I don’t suck my thumb
I don’t pee my pants
I don’t play baby games
I don’t moan

By Hasan

I am too little to wear big shoes
I am too big to cry
I am too big for climbing out the window
I am too little to climb up the roof

By Umama

You know yeah I’m too big to hit my sister
I’m too big for my baby jeans
I’m too big for sucking my thumb
You know I’m too big for my bear

By Ameena Mohamed

I’m too big for sucking my thumb.
I’m too big to wee on my bed.
Did you know I’m too pretty to wear my Khan’s little shoes
I’m too little to get married.
I’m too big to listen to a rude teacher.

By Soukaina

My mum says to me I can’t go out to play.
The answer comes again and again it is NO!
How about you?
Tell me something that your mum said no to you.

By Soukaina

Hey you over there I am too big to eat six chocolates.
Hey you over there I am too big to roll in the mud.
Hey you over there I am too big to watch cartoons.

By Unknown

I’m too big to moan.
I’m too big to wee on my bed.
I’m too big to listen to stupid adults.
I’m too big to suck my thumb.
I’m too big to shout at my mum and dad.
I’m too big to jump down the window.

By Iqra

I’m too old to wet my bed.
This is what my mama said.
I’m too old to wear a bib.
I’m too old to sleep in my crib.
Oh and I’m too old to wear nappies.
Yeah!

By Abubakar

You know what I am too old for sucking my thumb.
You know what I am too old for wetting my bed.
I am too old to scribble.

By Lidia

I’m too big for jumping
I’m too big for going on the swing
I’m too big for kicking
I’m too big for jumping on my bed
I’m too big for working
I’m too big for sitting on a baby chair
I’m too big for a baby car

By Unknown

I’m too big to cry,
Hey you!
I’m too big to drink milk from a bottle,
Hey guy!
I’m too big to suck a dummy,
Hey excuse me!
I’m too big to sit on a little chair,
Hey Mr!
I’m too big to mess around,
Hey you!
I’m too big to play in the mud!

By Abdulahi

Can I tell you something I am too young to kiss a girl
I am too big to hurt someone
I am too big to jump down the window
I am too big to lick the mirror and lick the metal
I am too big to go in the tiny swimming pool
I am too big to sleep at half past six
I am too big to break everything
I am too big to kiss the window
I am too big to throw my toys

By Magan

I’m too big for my buggy yeah
But my mum won’t let me kiss a bear
My mum said no she won’t let me be in the row.
You know yeah… I’m too big to eat goo
You know yeah… I’m too big to play with trolls

By Ali

In October 2006 the writer Valerie Bloom visited Seaton House School in Sutton, Surrey. She performed her poetry, and ran workshops. This is some of the writing produced in one workshop on metaphors with Year 4, where the children wrote poems about a friend, or their family.

Olivia
You are the spice in my chicken
The cranberrries in my juice
The whiteness of the snow drop
And you are the homeliness of my bedroom
That is why you are my best friend

By Scarlett Wharram

Family: Olivia and Beth
You are the caramel on my chocolate
The orange in my drink
The smell of lavender
And the lovely people in Ireland
The friend is my friend

By Holly Carnegie

Ben
You are the pastry of my chicken pie
The fizz of my Orangina is you
You are the perfume of my primrose
And the warmth of Florida
You are the battery of my air slammers
And I’m glad you joined my family.

By Ellie Egerton

Jessica
You are the sugar of my popcorn
The fizz in the sweet pepsi
The scent of the lavender
The sound of the excitement of London

By Alice O’Toole

My family
You are the beans on my jacket potato
The hotness of my milk
The lovely smell of lavender
And the acorn trees in the wood
You’re the best of the best

By Olivia K

Connie
You are the spice on my rice
You are the apple in my juice
You are the petals on my snowdrop
You are the excitement of my life
I like you because you are funny
And a good friend.

By Eleanor

Ellie
You are the thick cheese on my pizza
The lime of my lemonade and lime
The baby blue of bluebell
You are the air of my airslammer
And the warmness of Thailand
I’m glad you are my friend

By Hannah Cox

Eleanor
You are the rice in my Chinese
The fizz in my drink is you
The whiteness of the petals on my Lily
And you are the excitement of Disney World
I’m glad you are my friend.

By Sophie Herrington

My family
You are the grain of my rice
The orange in my drink
The perfume of the bluebell
And the warmth of Ibiza

By Millie Frost

My family
You are the milk in my chocolate
The clearness of the water
You are the violet of lavender
You are the warmth of Florida

By Abigail Burnham

Olivia
You are the gravy in my roast dinner
The fizz in my coke
The perfume in my lily is you
And the seats of the ride are you.

By Selin

Family and Holly
You are the chocolate in my eclairs
You are the taste of water
The smell of lavender
The people who put me to sleep
You put the [blinds] up

By Bethany Dunkley

Ellie 
You are the wrapper of my chocolate
The fizz of my coke is you
The scent of purple lavender
And the warmth of Africa
You are the counters of mastermind

By Alice Goldsack

Family
You are the taste of my sweet
You are the fizz in my coke
You are the smell of my rose
You are the hot world

By Jemma Bermer

Tanueu
You are the sugar in my sweets
The yummey fizz of my cherrry pop
The lovely scent of my [….]
And the snow of my flan

By Lucy Hart

In September 2006 the poet David Mason visited Hilbrook Primary School, Wandsworth. He performed his poetry and ran workshops in a number of classes.

Below is some of the work from three classes. This first is the work from class 5S, based on a template of one of David’s own poems, My Creation. The next is class 4A writing, in pairs, a poem called Gregory Cool. Finally class 3HB worked on a poem, The Sun.

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made swimming pools
Fore the kids to play with
On the third day God made all sorts of animals
And the fourth, computers and TVs.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented theme parks on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made water beds
So the kids could rest with him on the seventh day.
On that day God was resting
But he set his alarm clock incorrrectly.
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake, SCHOOLS!!

By Malika

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made furry animals and swings
For the children to play with.
On the third day He made chocolate,
Sweets, ice-cream, popcorn and chips.
And on the fourth day he made theme parks,
Playgrounds and shopping centres.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented slides, roundabouts and funfairs.
On the sixth day he made chocolate spread and bunkbeds.
He would rest with the kids on the seventh day.
On that day He was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake, School and teachers!

By Tasneem

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made flying cars
For the kids to play with.
On the third day He made computer homes.
On the fourth, inventors to invent things.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he made video games on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made fluffy clouds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day.
On that day He was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
School, illnesses and punishment.

By Finn

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made toys
For the children to play with
On the third day God made theme parks
On the fourth day God made TVs and computer games
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented cats and other animals on the fifth.
On the sixth day he made footballs and basketballs
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Schools, brothers.

By Hamza

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made cars
On the third day God made trucks and houses
And the fourth a funfair
For the children to play with.
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented fluffy dogs and animals
On the sixth day he made computer games
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Teachers and parents.

By Cordelia

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made slave robots
For the children to play with
On the third day God made bikes
And on the fourth games.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented swimming pools on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made fancy dress
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day.
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Homework.

By Misha

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made toys
For the children to play with
On the third day God made swimming pools
And on the fourth he made flying cars
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented theme parks on the fifth day
On the sixth day he made money and laptops.
On the seventh day
God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
School and boys (except brothers)

By Deandra

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made electronic games
For the children to play with
On the third day God made theme parks and swimming pools
And on the fourth he made computers and TVs
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented animals for the kids on the fifth day
On the sixth day he made water beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake, School!

By Aaron

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made games
For the children to play with
On the third day He made food and sweets
And on the fourth day he made computers.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he made dogs and cats on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made teachers and parents
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Beer and wine.

By Hania

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made theme parks
For the children to play with
On the third day God made electronic games and parks
And on the fourth, flying cars.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented animals on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made water beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Schools.

By Hivi

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made cars and planes
For the children to play with
On the third day God made play stations and computers
And on the fourth day he made TVs and theatres.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented teddy bears and toys on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made toys and flying cars
So the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Schools. 

By William

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day He made games
For the children to play with
On the third day God made theme parks
And on the fourth ice-cream and chips.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented dogs and animals on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made bunk beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
School.

By Elk

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made racing cars
For the children to play with
On the third day God made TVs and mobiles
And on the fourth he made shoes and clothes.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented motorbikes and quads on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made beds and teddys
So that the kids could rest with him on n the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake, Boys!!!

By Tizeoa

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made cookies and flying cars
For the children to play with
On the third day God made candy floss and homes
And on the fourth he made ladybirds.
On the sixth day he made chicken and funny bunnies
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake
School.

By Casey

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made theme parks
For the children to play with
On the third day God made sweets, ice-cream and chips
And on the fourth he made houses
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented toys on the fifth day
On the sixth day he made beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Schools and teachers.

By Zakirah

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made toys
For the children to play with
On the third day God made theme parks
And on the fourth swimming pools.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented cats and dogs on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made beds and TV
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Schools and brothers.

By Sarmila

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made toys
For the children to play with
On the third day He made play stations
And on the fourth colourings.
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented dogs, cats and other animals on the fifth day.
On the sixth day he made bunk beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
School and teachers.

By Alina

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made funny bunnies
On the third day God made theme parks and cookies
And on the fourth day God made dolls
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented flying cars on the fifth day.
On the sixth day God made a bed
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake,
Burglars and poisonous snakes.

By Lizzie

My Creation
On the first day God made kids
On the second day God made electronic games
For the children to play with
On the third day He made fast food and sugar.
And on the fourth, luxury and convenience
Including slave robots, electronic luzury mansions with huge gardens and swimming pools
God saw all this was good
And he wanted the kids to have more fun and
So he invented mini motorbikes on the fifth day
On the sixth day he made water beds
So that the kids could rest with him on the seventh day
On that day God was resting but he set his alarm clock incorrrectly
On waking God became restless
It was then he made his first and only mistake, Schools!!

By Sam

The following poems are from Class 4A at Hillbrook Primary. Many of the children worked in pairs. The poem’s title was Gregory Cool.

Gregory Cool
I can smell the cold salty water.
The glowing, shiny and sparkly candle
Flies floating in the warm air.
I can see the golden, pretty flowers,
Waving about in the cool breeze.
I can see the excited animals outside
Prancing and dancing.

By Lauren and Nimra

Gregory Cool
The silvery, icey moon glittering in the night,
Out in the dark there are fiery golden
Candle flies gliding happily about,
Beauitful shining, twinkling stars,
People are singing and dancing happily
They are twirling and spinning
Outside everything is delightfully calm
And relaxed.

By Vanthana and Haniyah

Gregory Cool
The source of light glows in the night.
It sparkles at midnight
Candle flies are gliding in the dark sky.
Stars are golden and they shine at night.
Music is playing. People are singing
And twirling round and round.
Dogs are barking loudly.
Donkeys are braying, trees are rustling.

By Bethany 

Gregory Cool
The source of light glows in the night.
It sparkles at midnight.
Candleflies are gliding in the sky.
The stars are shining in the sky.
The people are singing and dancing.
The dogs are barking and the
Donkeys are braying.

By Shantel

Gregory Cool
The dusk is falling in the blue deep sky.
The golden gigantic sun
Switches with the silvery moon.
Then its silent, absolutely quiet.
Untouchable resting under the beautiful
Silvery moon.

By Fiona and Hillary

Gregory Cool
Candle flies glowing in the glittering night,
And people twirling in the warm night.
Night has fallen and the sparkling icy
Moon is floating in the beautiful sky.
Lights are twinkling bright in houses.
I lie in the dark, warm and twinkling night,
Ending the day with a shining silvery moon.

By Sheza and Ruqayyah

Gregory Cool
The warm twinkling starrry night
The moon as silver as can be
Golden, fiery candle flies happily darting
Round the warm sky
The smell of fried fish
Floating through the air.
People dancing, twirling, spinning
Round and round and round.

By Uzma

Gregory Cool
The icy moon is bright in the dark.
The glowing flies are twinkling.
The loud music playing
The beautiful silvery moon rises
The smell of fried fish
Floating in the air.

By Akeem and Riaz

Gregory Cool
It is dark with twinkling stars in the sky.
The full gleamimg [moon] is shining brightly in the sky.
People are shouting out loudly to each other.
Smell the sizzling fried fish floating in the air.
They can see the glittering candle flies buzzing round.

By Adam and Rebekah

Gregory Cool
The sky is dark
The moon is silver and white
The source of light at night still and calm.
Golden candle flies are zig zagging
through the air in the darkness
Stars are twinkling and shimmering
In the dark warm night
People are twisting and turning
To the sound of music
Delicious smell of fried fish
Floating through the warm air.

By Sahiba and Asmaa

Gregory Cool
Lying under the twinkling stars
The gigantic icy silvery source of light at night
Floating still.
Happy lying comfortable under the light.

By Nasir and Sulaiman

Gregory Cool
Glittering night sky
Icy silvery source of light
Makes a brilliant world of night
Excited candle flies
Glittering in the delighted warm air.

By Tony and Troy

Gregory Cool
The silvery, twinkling sky.
Sizzling, twizzling candle flies,
Zig zagging round and round.
Hear animals howling,
Braying and barking.
The moon turns your hearts to ice,
And you feel a shiver and a quiver.
People are singing, dancing,
Twirling and whirling.
The smell of fish comes drifting
Into your nose.

By Haafizah

Finally Class 3HB at Hillbrook Primary wrote poems about the sun, working with images and ’strong’ words. Here are a few of them.

The Sun
The sun feels like fiery hot chillies.
The sun looks like a juicy lemon
And a juicy orange.
The sun is round like a pizza.
It is like a hot fire.

By Aqsa

The Sun
The sun makes me feel relaxed.
The sun feels like burnng hot steaming
The sun feels like a juicy orange,
Salted crisps, spicy hot pizza.
It is like hot fire.
The sun feels fiery
The sun feels shiny
The sun feels bright
The sun is brilliant.

By Noorshad

The Sun
Burning hot, steaming,
Salted crisps, thirst
Juicy orange, relaxing
Icecream bowl [boat] of fire
Spicey hot pizza, hot chillies
Sweating, bothered,
Fiery lava, global.

By Daria

The Sun
Cool drink, relaxing on the beach
Swimming in hot water,
Chilli hot.

By Ervine

The Sun
It tastes hot and tasty
Makes you feel relaxed
Relaxing on a beach
Swimming in hot water
Smells like smoke
Makes you feel thirsty
Tastes like salty crisps
Bad for your teeth
Like lava on a ball
Sun tastes like chillies
Cold drink

By Remmae