some of room 16 poems

POEM: Stormy night

Light drips of rain turning into hard harsh rain rapidly fast, pitter patter on the roof,

trees swishing and swaying, ghostly wailing winds,

a cool breeze tickling down my spine,

 I can hear creaks from my house,

frightened animals not wanting to go outside,

puddles forming on the concrete,

the grass is now all squishy and muddy, the sky is now looking very foggy,

now Im thinking in fear is this a hurricane?

 Branches everywhere,

Trees all crocked,

Leaves all around from the trees still standing,

Rain all day rain all nigh this is the poem called the poem called stormy night.

BY Maisy palmer- cannell

Stormy weather

Pitter, patter, pitter, patter,

The noise of a storm brewing,

A storm will be here soon,

I just know it!

The wind is making a ghostly sound, now,

The house is creaking frantically,

I can hear the trees swishing and the rain thundering down!

Are the windows going to smash?

Is the door going to fling open, any minute now?

Is the house going to last tonight?

The storm has passed,

My house survived,

Wait listen…I can’t hear the rain.

By Kalei Evans

STORMY WEATHER

THURSDAY 22 MARCH 2012

IT WAS RAINING YESTERDAY AND I DIDN’T GET MUCH PLAYTIME AND I DIDN’T LIKE IT AT ALL.

AT HOME IT WAS SCARY BECAUSE THE TREES WERE BREAKING AND I WAS SCARD
BECAUSE ONE HIT MY HOUSE

THE PARK WAS FLOODED
.I GOT TRAPPED IN THE TRAFFIC AND I DIDN’T
LIKE IT AT ALL.

by Martin