Northland Tour  three fabulous winter poems from Matarau School

It is cold up here. I am glad I packed my scarf! But my motel is cosy.

Yesterday in a workshop with 16 students from Y5 to 8  at Matarau School we did Northland winter poems.
Winter

The clouds float like

cotton balls

water drips

on the perfect leaves

the frost is beautiful

clear water turns

clouds drift through the

sky

Billy and Topaz argue

in the paddock

water creeps up my gumboots

mud swirls in the stream

the bush us comfortable and cosy.
Amia Year 5


Winter

Bam!

Lightning strikes the town

wind howling

like a siren

rain like bullets

flooding the drains.

Ollie Year 8

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