Sorry for the late post this week. I am up to my ears in ear poems, preparing for a poem trail at Portslade Infants School this Wednesday. If any of you live that end of town, come and take a look. There will be strings of special Sound Detective poems on display along Locks Hill for everyone to read as they walk to school for Walk to School Week.
Back to the club – we had a great session counting syllables and writing haikus last Tuesday. All the Piglets really grasped the 5, 7, 5 syllabic form and nearly of them match the pattern – count them if you want! Everyone did so well that I’ve posted one haiku each. Here are some of our ‘What am I?’ haikus. Can you guess what they are?
Sometimes I’ll turn grey
That’s when I’m full of water
Just here I will burst. Lillie
Red little creatures
Small and spotty animals
Crawling up your arm. Scarlet
I’m so cold in salty liquid
It’s very sunny out of the water
Help, I’m drowning! Frankie
I hatch out from eggs
My fur all wet and small
But cuter I get Rose
Sometimes angry grey
Often calm, splosh and greenish
Stronger than any man Ruben
And then two to finish from Juno and Leo:
Snow, soft and crunchy
Mince pies, sweet, hot and fruity
Snowman, tall and proud.
This time the body
Will break down inside the grave
One day, in a big field, a farmer goes home.
This Tuesday Lucy will be working with the Piglets and I’ll be with the Saddlebacks – we’ll be getting ready for the Open Mic night!