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Children's Poetry

The Stone Pillars



Today as she did everyday Emma was in the library. As far as Emma was concerned this was the very best place in the world for her to be. You will be familiar with the fantasy book she was reading, a classic…She had read Snow White many times before and never grew tired of it. As she was reading Emma was aware that something fell off one of the shelves. It started to glow as Emma picked it up and opened it, it was a book about myths. The words were full of intrigue and mystery, drawing you further and further in as each page was turned.
The first myth said this. An explorer found 6 pillars, 1 had fire on it, 1 had a river, 1 had the sign of wind and 1 had ice. The other 2 were unknown. The 2 that were unknown had symbols on them, a swirl and a book. Emma continued to read and when she finished reading the first myth in the book of myths, the book disappeared.
Suddenly, where the book of myths had been a golden key appeared. It seemed to Emma that reading the first myth in the book of myths with its golden glow provided a way for the golden key to be revealed. Asking around it became clear that no-one else could see the golden key and after checking realised the key did not fit any of the doors or windows or indeed, any keyhole in the whole of the library.
A light began to glow on the library floor and as it did a keyhole appeared. Emma placed the golden key in the lock and began to turn. No-one else in the room could see the golden key in her hand and they all thought she was miming. They gave her coins as if in some way acknowledging the mime she was doing although it was only Emma who could truly see. Taking the coins with her Emma jumped through the unlocked door on the floor and found herself in front of the 6 pillars from the book. There was a clue, it said
“I’m bright when dark and dark when bright, go at that time and sit on a bench”
So, Emma did just that and as she went on her way picked a gem off a tree and said, “It’s the fire gem” and a river of lava appeared in front of her. She pulled a torch like a lever that was attached to the wall and a bridge came. She crossed the bridge and as she did so an injured goblin came to her and she healed him. Afterwards she got the red gem back which had gone missing and then there was a second mission to climb a mountain to retrieve a blue gem. After accomplishing this she got the remainder of the gems and put them on the 6 pillars. A magical person then said “You have the 5th and 6th magical secret powers”. Emma then appeared back in the library and she used her magical powers for good. Jasmine(9) and John Lowton

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Children's Poetry

Finding Me


There is a land where everything is upside down, big things are small and small things are big.
If you go to the grocers shop which is floating in the sky, there are 3 fruits which no-one has ever seen before.
The 1st fruit picks up the emotion of the person buying it, the fruit displays with great empathy and likeness the emotions on the faces of those purchasing.
The 2nd fruit is amazingly adaptable and has the ability to change into different shapes. In a roomful of strangers the fruit has the ability to fit precisely into its surroundings. This ability to blend is indeed a remarkable gift.
The 3rd fruit doesn’t reveal its content until it is eaten. When a bite is taken, in that instance the purpose and flavour of the fruit is revealed. It is as if with the first bite a gift is transfered enabling different identities to be taken up. Imagine working at a hat shop, when each hat is worn it allows the wearer to fully take on the characteristics associated with the new role.
So it is that I found myself. I discovered 3 fruit’s growing inside of me and I understood that each fruit was a uniquely precious gift in this very funky land. Jasmine (9) and John Lowton
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Children's Poetry

Chosen



Amber’s home was far away across the field, hidden out of site except for 2 chimney pots peaking into view. During the long summer holidays Amber would come to the bridge every evening; her hair windswept and flowing in the breeze. Lazily she made her way skirting round the field along the worn pathway by the hedgerow until, she came to the river. The bridge was very beautiful and full of character, made of old stone with golden patterns on the wall. Trees formed a resplendent archway, with precious gems hanging down, stones of fire and healing gems, red and blue. There were sapphires, rubies and emeralds and also gems never seen before. The river that ran under the bridge was a habitat for many animals, there was the summer frog, a golden colour with a sun symbol on its belly, the galaxy fish with scales the colour of the galaxy and thirdly, the sun fish which only appeared during the bright summer season. Ambers evenings were spent in harmoney with her surroundings, lost in the mystery of her magical world. Indeed, there was a certainty few others experienced, that it was for times like this, that she had been chosen. Jasmine (9) and John Lowton

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Children's Poetry

What’s in a daydream?


The daydreaming child, time well spent,
Pursuing rainbows, heaven sent.
Dancing with fairies! Let them be,
Lost in the clouds, deliberately.
Let them wander, they’re not lost,
Befriending giants, snow and frost.
Exploring beyond, let them go,
Mysterious lands you’ll never know.
Candy mountains and chocolate streams,
Riding rapids, playful dreams.
Flying high, a growing world,
The path of life, revealed, unfurled.
It’s time to live again.

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Children's Poetry

Growing Colours



Darkest despair, a deep blue cloud
All alone, a misty shroud
An angry curse, a crimson fire
Passionate, cravings, pink desire

Random, obscure, 2 toned thoughts
Metallic gold, cannot be bought
Roaming free, wild and green
Luminous stripes, transparent, seen

Jet black rooms, darkened places
Dazzling smiles and glowing faces
I embrace them all, they belong to me
Colours of life, for all to see

It’s time to live again

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Children's Poetry

The Monster



It’s that time of year when the monster appears
It’s pink and red with fangs and ears
End of year SATS and new schools ahead
The monster feeds on the things I dread
The more I fear the bigger it grows
Inside of me where no one knows
He loves to stay hidden away
To feed your fear from day to day
What does he look like? please tell me
Bring him out for all to see
In the light, let out a shout
Tell your friends what he’s all about
Then you will find that your mates have one to
Don’t let the monster overpower you
When you and your buddies share monster fun
It shrivels away and off it runs

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Children's Poetry

Walking with a Giant

Today I walked with a giant
His shadow stretched out ahead like an arrow pointing the way
He had such presence when he walked, an aura that made those he passed stop and stare
They loved touching his shadow hoping to catch something as he journeyed
Everyone knew sometimes he was a tad grumpy and he didn’t always get things right
and everyone knew he had struggles inside, despite his happy smile
But that’s why they loved him
Because the giant was fully known
They knew there was nothing hidden which gave them confidence as he passed
In fact that is the very thing that made him a giant
No physical thing that made him attractive
No perfection that others need to attain
Just honesty with self and those around
I long to walk with that giant everyday


It’s time to live again