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Northland Tour: Some more poems from Onerahi School

This was the first school I visited on my tour and even though the poetry popped and crackled in the workshops (WOW! three workshops with about 75 children in each), I only posted one by Liam. I went back to my motel and fell asleep!

Here are some others that hooked me:

 

Kaitaia Cape

Black, white flag moves

brown kiwis hide away

the height of 100 ft

very far away.

Wayan

 

blue house creaking

green bright pollen grass smell

white and brown dogs barking

the sound echoes

the bright blue sky with

white bright clouds

drifting through the sky.

Cars rumming on the road

the sun slowly drifting through

the sky also

people walking, talking.

Xavier

 

Misty rain dropping

frosty outside walls

dew in the trees

aeroplanes zooming

freezing grass

water dripping

from cabbage tree leaves,

flax growing

from the rain,

flug lights

shining through

the windows.

Elise

 

People chanting, scores rising

light glows

balls rolling

down the oily alley

pins scattering

people smiling

teddy bears dropping

levers moving

buttons pushing

people playing games

winning noises

birthday singing.

Ricky

 

Sunny skies

and sandy beaches,

grassy hills

and moving creatures,

bright pink starfish

and big huge whales

clear blue sea

and dolphin tales.

Neve

 

Water waving

people bathing

sand swishing

fish wishing

kids digging

life guards grinning

workers singing

dogs barking

and walking.

Karis

 

A big wild pig

in deep green trees.

A big deep strong

stream rushing to me.

The trees waving

around because

of the strong wind.

Evan

 

Fridge

A big white box

filled with cold air

fruit veggie

freshly made juice

sitting n the shelf

four fat suasages

roasting on the plate

leftovers to share.

Wazza

 

Morning

Baby was snoring,

woke up

‘Get ready!’

yelling

still laying

not moving

eyes close again.

Cohen

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Onerahi School was awesome

First stop on my Northland Tour was Onerahi School. What a warm welcome. Poetry sizzled and popped and sung. What a terrific way to start my week. I am full of heavenly poetry. Thank you. 

Here is one poem that came out of the workshops we did today. It’s by Liam.  Some shiny moments in this poem that was written at the end of the day. Great job Liam. 
Beach

The grey and black

rocks looked anchored on

the sand. 

The waves were crashing

like a hurricane. 

The black sand was hot and

crumbled under my feet. 

The salt water sparkled in

the sunlight.