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The April-May Challenge – some favourite Autumn poems

 

Lots of Autumn poems tumbled into my email box and it felt like it was full of Autumn flavours and colours. I liked the way you tried different things as you wrote. It was hard choosing but here is a selection of poems I enjoyed (and there were so many more!).

There are thoughtful poems and funny poems. Slender poems and fat poems.

I am sending Emily C a copy of The Letterbox Cat as I really liked the way she worked on an Autumn series and tried different things. I have posted just a few she sent me. I am also sending a copy to Matilda at Westmere School as her poem made me smile. I loved the way she explored the word ‘spread.’ That is exactly what poets do!

 

 

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Emily C, age 12, Year 8, Selwyn House School, Christchurch

 

 

Fiery, orange
leaves cover
the rich,
grass. A
monarch butterfly
flutters through
the morning air.

Emily C, age: 12, Year: 8, Selwyn House School, Christchurch

 

The cold
morning air
stings my
toes. An
old man
wanders through
the park
covered in
autumn leaves.

Emily C, age: 12, Year: 8, Selwyn House School, Christchurch

 

 

The Autumn Kitten

 

The autumn kitten

Leaves trails of fur,

Orange and red

Through green and brown.

The autumn kitten

Roams free in the world

Here and there, everywhere.

Avoiding all people

Here and there.

Darting through bushes

Pouncing on birds.

 

Teresa aged 8, St Andrews College, Christchurch

 

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Luella, age 10 Richmond Road School Samoan Unit

 

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Maisy T, age 9, Fendalton School, Christchurch

 

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Aaron K age:9  Fendalton Open-air School

 

 

 

 

A bundle of poems from Westmere School:

 

Autumn
Autumn
leaves fall
crunch, crunch, crunch.
Rake up all the leaves.
Cartwheels.
Bikes and shoes
rush through.
Autumn.

Sofia Age 10 LS6

 

Spreading
A tree spreads its branches
An apple spreads its seeds.
A person spreads their apple jam,
What more can you spread?

Matilda Age 9 LS6

 

Eating
I have a pumpkin on my bed.
My sister has carrots on her head.
My mum has feijoas in her bag.
My dad fed an apple to  his stag.
What an Autumn feast it could have been!

Matilda Age 9 LS6

 

Leaves and Trees

Green leaves
Crunchy leaves
Yellow leaves
Round leaves
Square leaves
Oval leaves
Small leaves
Sunset leaves
Big leaves
Giant leaves
Thin leaves
Thick leaves
Bush leaves
Long leaves
Short leaves
Brown trees
Large trees
Huge trees
Teeny tiny trees
Dead trees
Oak trees
Flame trees
Coconut trees
Apple trees
Gum trees
Feijoa trees
Lemon trees
Orange trees
Palm trees
Swamp trees
Grey trees
Leaves and trees!

Jasper Age 10 LS6 and Jamie Age 10 LS6

 

 

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Archie Age 10 LS6

 

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Indigo K and Rita P Both Age 10 LS7

An April-May challenge on Poetry Box: season your poem

 

 

You may also like to try my two challenges hiding in my Gecko Press books post. Please put ‘GECKO’ or ‘Lizard and Snake’ in the subject line so I don’t get in a SPAGHETTI muddle!

 

The April-May challenge:  Writer an AUTUMN poem.

 

A HOT tip for the CHALLENGE:

You have longer to work on these poems because I am going to be off-line until mid May!

I won’t read your poems until then!!!!

Try to hold onto the poem and look at it a week or so later.

Try listening to your poem to see which words you love and which words you might like to change.

I love every season and I love seasoning my poems with seasons.

Play with my suggestions!

 

 

Some ideas:

Collect autumn words and make a pattern in your poem.

Collect the sounds of autumn.

Show autumn out your window or in your back garden.

Use words to take a photo of autumn.

Tell an autumn story in a poem. Listen to how it sounds when you read it.

Show autumn weather. Collect 30 words first. Or 20. Or 10. Or 5.

Write an autumn list poem.

Make an autumn shape poem (a leaf, a bare tree, autumn vegetables and so on) and send a photo.

Write a poem with a friend, alternating lines.

Make the first line the same as the last.

Choose a strong autumn word to repeat through your poem.

Play with how many words go on the line.

Write an autumn poem with NO adjectives. * A book for someone who does this beautifully*

Write an autumn poem with strong verbs.

Try three different endings for me to see.

Try three different first lines for me to see.

Hide a mood in your poem.

Collect your favourite autumn things. Put them in your poem.

 

Deadline: May 5th

I will post:  May 10th or 11th

Send to: paulajoygreen@gmail.com

Include: your name, age, year, school AND put autumn poem in subject line please!

 

h a v e     f u n

 

 

t h i s  n o t  a competition  b u t

a way to challenge yourself as a poet!

 

have extra STUPENDOUS  fun!

 

 

 

Autumn Poems on Poetry Box – a festival

So many wonderful Autumn poems arrived in my mail box – it was like a big mound of beautiful leaves to shuffle through.

With so many poems it was extra hard to pick a few to post – lots of wonderful poetry so I have made an Autumn festival of poems on the last day of Autumn. Poems can do so many different things!

 

Thank you so much for giving this challenge a go – just as winter is about to hit us.

I am sending Finn a book.

Please don’t feel sad if I didn’t pick your poem as I got so many it took all Sunday to read them and I have to leave out so many amazing poems. I will have told you what I loved about your poem in my letter to you. I am so happy there is so much poetry buzzing in schools and families.

 

Do try my new June challenge on Wednesday June 1st (tomorrow)!

 

A Small Boat

Sailing on the
deliciously warm
autumn days
when sunlight
dapples the sea

Finn P age 9, Ilam School

 

 

 

Leaves

The gentle leaves fall and flow

down from the trees.

They change to lovely colours,

like kakariki,

to kowhai,

to whero.

They float down to the grass.

I wish I could be a leaf.

Erena H Age 6 Year 2 Epsom Normal Primary

 

The Autumn Wind

the autumn wind is a crunchy cookie

the autumn wind is a soft pillow

the autumn wind is a bird singing

the autumn wind is a beautiful mountain

 

Maddy W  7 years old Year 3 Pāpāroa Street School Christchurch

 

 

The Autumn Wind

 

the autumn wind is my great grandad’s wrinkly face

the autumn wind is a bird playing F-sharp minor being played on the piano

the autumn wind is a tornado blowing leaves down form the sky

the autumn wind is a swaying, turning whirlpool

the autumn wind is a cyclone lost from a breeze of wind

 

Jack S 8  years old Year 4 Pāpāroa Street School Christchurch

 

Windy Autumn

Crackle, crackle went the dry leaves as they bounced on the ground like they were on a trampoline.
I heard leaves making music as they crashed, crunched and clashed on to the ground like an enormous tom tom drum being beaten.
It made a sound like thunder.
I could see a crimson leaf swirling and twirling – twirling – twirling in the bright sunny morn. Leaves are memories floating down to be free.
I splash in pools of everlasting leaves.
Autumn, she blows the leaves.

Charlotte H 9 years 5 months, Year 5 Kohia Terrace School, Auckland.

 

 

Autumn

It is a dull autumn morning.

The sun is peeping out from the clouds.

Insects are hiding in the golden leaves.

The colourful leaves look like a carpet on the damp ground.

 

 Zihao L Year 4 Age 8 Epsom Normal Primary

 

Autumn Treasure

The amber colours,
flutter down like soft balloons,
my cat follows the hibernating hedgehogs,
I get ready for the cold,
the blanket of sunset colours falls over me.

Ruby T Age 8, Y4, Ilam School

 

 

The Caretaker

As the children leave school

he sneaks out of his shed

with a rake and lawnmower.

He ruffles the bushes

and attacks the grass.

He rescues the leaves

and walks home.

His day is done.

Malo G 8 years old Fendalton Open Air School

 

Autumn Poem
Soft breeze pushing amber
Down to the lime green grass.
Popping candy pops
When I scrunch up
Scarlet red.
Twirling ballerinas
Falling to the ground.
Soft breeze
Pushing me away
From the beautiful leaves.
Oh, I love Autumn.

Abbie M, 8 years,  Year 4 Ilam School, Christchurch

 

 

Autumn

The brown leaves

smell like sweet cinnamon

and are as crunchy

as a twig.

Light red leaves

slowly fall.

The ground is as bumpy

as a potato chip.

Trees are wet and bare.

William S  8 years Year: 4  St Andrews College, Christchurch

 

Falling Autumn Leaves

When I stepped out down came an autumn leaf

and landed swift and sound

with all the others,

all the autumn leaves in their many colours,

I watched in wonder.

By Lachie M 8yr Year 4 Mairangi Bay School, Auckland

 

Fire Red, Deep Brown, Pale Yellow

The Autumn leaves whirl around
like a hurricane in the chilly weather.
They have colours like fire red,
deep brown and pale yellow.
The trees, bare to the brim
are covered in sharp twigs.
It is as cold as ice.
My fingers are becoming numb
and my lips are turning blue.

Meg S, 9 years old, Year 5, Saint Andrew’s College, Christchurch.

 

Moonlight Autumn

In the sun of the Moonlight

I lay on the grass

with seven fireflies around me

I stand up and let the wind go by

I stand and say goodbye to Summer

and hello to Autumn after midnight

Seven minutes pass and I’m still

not tired.

 
Max Wilson Aged 6 Ilam School

 

 

Autumn

Leaves fluttered down.

Trees blow in the wind.

They look like a skeleton.

Crunching like a ball of fire.

Maddie  Age 8  Year 4 Pāpāroa Street School Christchurch

 

Autumn

Old ugly branches hung

like bats in their cave.

Bald tree

with curved witches nails.

The wind blew

like a tornado.

Leaves like red flames.

A nosy fantail followed me

for food.

 By Soverin T Y5 age 9 Russley School Christchurch

 

 

Autumn Wind

The autumn wind is a blowing circus.

The wind is like a tsunami.

The autumn wind is a rumbling tummy.

 

Nicholas T Age 7 Year 3 Pāpāroa Street School Christchurch

 

Fall

It’s getting darker now

My friends and I discuss in hushed voices

About how were getting ready to fall

When mother tree tucks us in

I dream about a world on the ground

By Daisy-Jane Lowe, age 11yrs Russley School

 

 

Autumn

An innocent pile of leaves,

Drying in the morning sun.

The red-brown colours,

Fluttering in the crisp air.

The pile shifts,

Ever so slightly.

Then,

Rah!

Out jumps my brother.

With damp leaves in his hair.

Isis W 13 years old Year 8 Selwyn House School

 

Autumn

Thin old leaves

hang like a wrecking ball

on the end of a chain.

 

A curved purple leaf

quivers

on a thick brown branch.

 

A bald Silver Birch

stands like the Statue of Liberty

a leaf stem

as long as a baby snake.

 

Saffron leaves

like a bowl of nachos.

 

A game of rugby on a freezing icy day,

getting thrown on the ground

walking home with dirty legs.

 

By Gustavo D, age 10yrs, Russley School

 

I Love Autumn

I love the nice and cool autumn breeze

The way it raps its cold fingers around my knees.

I love watching the leaves get blown around

Down, down towards the ground.

I love the sound of the whispering trees

Moving back and forth as they please.

I love the taste of boiling hot stew

Waiting for winter to come to you.

I love the smell of sweet apple crumble

As soon as I see it, my tummy starts to rumble.

I love the feel, taste, sound, smell and sight.

I love autumn, but try as I might

I can’t find a way

To love winter in this way.

By Paige M West End School

 

 

 

Autumn

The sun peeked behind the dead trees.

Wind raced around the place.

Leaves float gently down to the ground.

Ella X Year 4 8 years old Epsom Normal Primary

 

The Autumn Poem

Leaves, crackling, gold,

like a crunchy bar. Branches,

brown, thin, like an old man’s arms.

Leaves, quivering, hanging off.

Me and my friends play

rugby union at school, I hear people

yelling from the side line, I have

dirt on my legs and I’m laughing

and I have butterflies in

my stomach.

by Makenzy M, age 10 Russley School

 

My Little Autumn Tree

My little Autumn tree,
Stands strong and tall beside me.
Flaky branches reaching high,
Fingertips just scraping the sky.
The early morning frost makes you shiver,
But the warm fiery sun makes you shimmer.
Your crisp golden leaves twinkle and twirl,
And in the wind the whirl.
But my little Autumn tree,
What happens when your leaves begin to flee?
For they leave you all alone,
Cold and bare to the bone.
You watch them fly away,
Day after day.
Scattered beneath you,
Slowly drifting far away.
But don’t worry my little Autumn tree,
You’ll always have me.

Amy B Opaki School Age 12

 

Autumn poem

Leaves fall

slowly to the cold ground.

 

Red, orange, yellow everywhere,

not a drop of green in site.

 

Running through the colourful

crunching leaves, jumping

in wet leaf mountains.

 

Sleeping in warm toasty bed,

when the fire is out.

 

Waking up to a cold damp morning, ready for a new day.

 

Jenna L Age: 12 School: Opaki School

 

Leaves

brown, old and ugly

like a witch’s nose

crunchy like stale bread.

 

Branches,

bumpy like a climbing wall

swerve like big waves.

 

Leaves, red like a mad man

orange like juice

yellow like hard cheese.

By Bridget Egan, age 10yrs Russley School

Poetry Box May tips and challenges – all the leaves are falling

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my long shadow in the soft beach light

 

This month I thought it would be fun to write Autumn poems. We all write Autumn poems but we all experience Autumn differently. We start to eat different things, wear different things and we start to do different things.

I don’t think there is any topic in the WORLD that is all USED up.

Let’s share something about autumn in a poem.

 

Surprise me!

 

We have just explored how poems can sound good (check April 1sT) so use your ears as you write.

 

You might pick one Autumn thing to explore.

You might explore lots of little Autumn things.

Do you have an Autumn story?

Have you seen something amazing in Autumn?

Or tasted?

 

HOT TIP Good detail will make your poem hook the reader.

Try three different endings. Which is your favourite?

 

P  l  A    y       w       t

i       h               how you set your poem out. Try different ways.

Sometimes words on the page just flow. Sometimes they make a picture. What do you like?

 

 

HOT HOT HOT TIP: START by collecting lots of words to do with Autumn things. (Tip: hunt for lots of Autumn nouns and verbs before you try hunting for adjectives)

 

SEND your poem to paulajoygreen@gmail.com

DEADLINE Friday May 27th

Include your name, age, year and name of school. You can include your teacher’s email if you like.

P l e a s e    p u t   ‘Autumn poem’ in the subject line of your email.

I will pick some favourites to post on the blog and have a book for at least one reader and maybe even a book for a class.

I will post on Tuesday May 31st.