'Cat Began' poems

Doodoo the Cat, Began

She took the voice of the tui,

She took the softness of the

     leaf for her coat.

She is the colour of ice.

She is also the colour of

      darkness.

She took the colour of a

       cheetah,

And Doodoo was made.

By Baxter.

Dog Began

She took the softness of the

         feathers,

She took the silliness of the

          clown,

And made her voice.

For her coat

She took the blackness of the

      beautiful sky

She took the sparkling and

      shimmering glitter

And Dog was made.

By Anjalee.

Seal Cub Began

She took the meow of the cat.

She took the squeak of the

             mouse

And made her voice.

For her coat,

She took the softness of the

              clouds,

She took the grey of the

              stones,

She took the shadows of the

             houses,

And made her coat.

For her walk,

She took the swim of a

          mermaid.

She took the walk from a polar

           bear.

And Seal Cub was made.

By Cynthia.

Dog Began

He took the meow of the cat,

He took the roar of a wild

               tiger,

And made his voice.

For his coat,

He took the grey from

         concrete,

He took the fur from the

          sheep.

From the garden,

He took the silences of the

              plants,

He took the waves from the

             water,

For his walk.

Then at night

Dog took the shine from the

               sun,

He took the brown from the

               girl,

For his eyes.

He took the sharpness of the knife for his claws

And for the shape

He took fake nails

And Dog was made.

By Fiona.

Cat Began

He took the silence of the

               night,

He took the squeak from a

              mouse

For his voice.

For his coat,

He took the softness of the

           clouds,

He took the greenness of the

             trees,

And the yellowness of the sun

Then at night,

He took the light and glitter from the

                   stars,

To make his eyes,

He took the curve of the moon,

To make his sharp claws.

And that is how cat was made.

By Bayleigh.

Cat Began

She took the softness of the

               snow,

She took the loudness of

      meowing at night,

And made her voice.

For her coat she took the

   softness of a mouse,

And the feel of the clouds at

                    night,

She goes away to the next-

        door neighbours,

She comes back to us like a

        cheetah,

For her biscuits

She took the fastness of the

              horse.

She took the grey moon for

             her walk.

To make her eyes

They are green like glass and trees

She is beautiful.

For her claws,

She took the sharpness of the knife

And Cat was made.

By Aaria.

Dog Began

He took the roar of a lion

      and made his voice.

He took the sharpness of an

      alligator’s mouth,

And made his teeth.

For his coat

He took the fur of a bear

And made his coat.

For his speed,

He took the slowness of a

              sloth

And made his speed.

He took the silence of stones

           for his walk.

And Dog was made.

By Aroush.

Rabbit Began

She took the cat’s meow,

She took the hamster’s

            scratch

And made her voice.

For her coat,

She took the white bear’s fur.

She took the soft clouds

   and made her coat.

From the kangaroo’s balance

    she took the koala’s legs.

Then at night

She took the glitter from the

         shop,

She took the paint,

And made her eyes.

Fire and Ice went down to her

            hands

And for their shape,

She took the sun’s hotness

And Rabbit began.

By Maria.

Guinea Pig Began

She took the squeak of a

            mouse,

She took the meow of a cat,

And made her voice.

For her coat,

She took the fur from cotton.

She took the chocolate from

     The Warehouse

For her walk,

She slithers like a snake.

She walks like a bunny.

She took the colours of the

                  sun,

She took the colours of the

               rainbow,

And made her coat.

And Guinea Pig was made.

By Mikana.

Dog Began

He took the roar of a tiger.

He took the fur of the bear,

    and made his voice.

For his coat,

He took the gold of the fur.

He took the darkness and left

    the lightness behind.

From the river he took the

          coldness,

And Dog was made.

By Scarlett.

Rabbit Began

She took the squeak of a

            mouse.

She took the tweet from the

              Tui,

And made her voice.

For her coat,

She took the purple of the

              paint,

She took the softness of the

             cat’s fur,

She took the shadows from a

             person.

She took the jumps from the

                     frogs,

She took the silences of the

                     dark.

She took the moving of the

                  clock

For her walk.

She took the pointiness of the

   sword to make her claws.

She used the blues of the

   water to make her eyes.

Then the cat was made.

By Xiaolin

Dog Began

She took the owls screeching

                   voice,

She took the softness of the

      feathers in the pillow,

And made her coat.

She runs like a cheetah

Her eyes are blue, and very

             shiny.

And they sparkle like the ocean.

And Dog was made.

By Brooke.

Descriptive Poems

WALT: paint pictures with words.

Some of us are learning to write two ideas in one sentence, in our poems.

 The Sun

The sun looks like a brand new shiny rose, like the bubbling, boiling lava,

The sun looks like a giant in the sky throwing bombs, like a cloud booming out lightning.

The sun tastes like hot wasabi, like the ginger in the sushi shop.

The sun smells like burning fire, like roasting marshmallows.

                               By Fiona

The Sun

The sun is like fire dragon.

It feels like lava bursting out with hot water.

The sun tastes like a fireball going into your mouth.

The sun sounds like a gun shooting at a target.

The sun smells like wood burning in the fire!

                  By Peter Li

The Ocean

The ocean smells like an enormous jellyfish swimming in the sea.

The ocean sounds like a roaring lion in the sea calling for help.

The ocean smells like salty water, like a feather tickling my face.

It feels like snow full of salt water on my tongue.

               By Mikana

Trees

Trees look like rows of soldiers marching.

Trees sound like the hissing of the snake.

Trees smell like the fresh apple I eat.

Trees look happy.

  By William Whaea Teupoko

Thunder

Thunder looks like a giant up-side down birthday hat, a gigantic pencil digging into the ground.

Thunder sounds like a racing car driving very fast.

Thunder smells like socks with jam, custard with yoghurt and bananas with eggs.

Thunder feels like the heavy wind in the sky.

Thunder tastes like mud with sticks, cardboard with paint and wood with a brain.

Thunder makes danger!

                 By Aroush

Snow

Snow is like a teardrop landing in water.

Snow sounds like a silent library, and smells like fresh ice cubes after rain.

Snow feels like rain drizzling on your house.

         By Aaria.

Thunder

Thunder is like your dad slamming the hammer when he’s building a tree-house for you.

Thunder sounds like when you scream in the car.

Thunder sounds looks like white lightning flashing for a second,

Thunder feels like aflame of burning lava.

Thunder sounds like a gun shot, like a person puffing.

Thunder looks like danger in the sky.

        By TJ.

The Clouds

The clouds look like some squishy marshmallows in the freezing cold air and flashing wind.

Clouds sound like a soft howling angry wolf.

Clouds sound like baby sleeping in its bed while her mum rocks her to sleep.

              By Anjalee

The Sun

The sun is like a volcano exploding out fire and lava.

It is like a bursting fireball in the red, hot sky.

The sun sounds like tiny little birds screaming for help.

The sun sounds like smoked sausages on the bbq.

The sun smells like burning smoke in a tree house.

The sun feels like a squishy ball to play with.

             By Maria

The Sun

The sun is like a shiny fiery ball, like lava that pops out of a volcano.

The sun feels like a hot ball of bubbling skin.

            By Patress

The Sun

The sun looks like a fire in the sky, hot like a fireball coming to destroy the city.

The sun can make our eyes hurt, and roast the chicken to eat.

The sun makes me burn like lava, and can burn paper.

             By Tale

The Sun

The sun is like a boiling volcano that is shooting out lava.

The sun smells like a sausage sizzling on a bbq.

The sun feels like a hot, hot pizza.

              By Brooke.

Thunder

Thunder makes a lot of noise like a giant clapping his hands.

    By Arian

The Sun

The sun is like a humongous cheese ball, and boiling lava.

The sun feels like sweat, trickling down my face.

The sun feels like a terrible rose sting, lava bubbling and boiling me to death.

The sun smells like burning sausages, crunching me down with fire.

      By Bayleigh

The ocean

The ocean looks like a giant blue fish sleeping, or a blue giant reading a book.

The ocean sounds like a sizzling sausage and a boat burning by.

The ocean smells like a heart made of salt water.

The ocean feels like a lizard’s tongue or a dragon’s feathers.

          By Cynthia

Snow

Snow looks like a puffy marshmallow cloud, like a ghost flying around.

When the snow falls on the ground it sounds like people crunching yummy food.

              By Amy

Snow

Snow is like a huge fluffy cloud and like shiny diamonds.

The snow is banging and crunching when I walked on it.

Rain

Rain is like a flying angel

Rain feels like a huge, fluffy ice cream.

Rain smells like bubbling cold water and sounds like popping candy.

            By Jooa

The Sun

The sun is like an enormous hot ball of lava falling from the high sky.

The sun feels like a boiling oven on my head.

The sun smells like hot sizzling sausages on a boiling bbq, a hot bomb shooting down from space.

The sun is like a boiling lava wave from the sea.

    By Scarlett

Thunder

Thunder looks like a white could, changing to a dark cloud when it is angry or sad.

Thunder sounds like a tornado destroying stuff or a motorbike going round in circles.

Thunder smells like fresh new water dripping down.

Thunder feels like very cold water in the winter, when rain and snow is dropping.

     By Baxter

The Sun

The sun feels like a hot bbq on my skin, roasting me.

The sun is like a fireball bursting in the sky.

       By Kendall

 Excitement

Excitement looks like when I have a birthday and my parents surprise me.

Excitement feels like when I am blindfolded and I’m touching something.

Excitement is like when there’s a smell that smells so good and you don’t know what it is.

Excitement is like when I hear my parents talking about something that is happening.

            By Xiaolin