Sandaig Poets  -

Links: Archive |EntryRats!

Rushing and robbing
Angry and afraid rats
Twitching and trembling rats
Stealing and scratching rats
Rats! Rats! Rats! Rats!


Amy Beth

Links: Archive |EntryRATS!

Robbing cheese
afraid rats
Tripping rats
Sitting rats
Rat!

GREIG

Links: Archive |EntryRats!

Robbing some food
Amazing feet
Tripping with their tails
Scary teeth
Rats!


By Kaitlin

Links: Archive |EntryTHE HOLOCAUST - Kieran

THE HOLOCAUST

Candles are lit,
Families are split,
The names that are "wrote",
Gives you a feeling in your throat.
The people have "spoke",
Hearts have been broke,
No one is there,
All you can do is stare.
It’s all just race,
It’s just a disgrace,
It wasn’t fair,
But he didn’t care!

By Kieran Ferguson

Links: Archive |EntryHappiness - Amy

Happiness

It smells like fresh lavender
It tastes of fresh fruit
It sounds like calm music
It feels relaxing
It lives in beautiful rainbows


By Amy

Links: Archive |EntryAnger - Bradley

Anger

Anger is the colour of lava.
It smells like gas and smoke.
It tastes like burnt toast.
It sound like a cars horn.
Like you are going to rip something a part.
And it lives in me and you.

Bradley

Links: Archive |EntryExcitement - Kayleigh

Excitement is the colour of deep purple.
It smells like clean air,
It tastes like sweet sugar.
It sounds like music to your ears,
It feels like running animals.
It lives in a book.

Links: Archive |EntryPain - Sam

Pain is the colour of a black panther
It smells like blood
It tastes of hard brick
It sounds like the drum of death
It feels like being struck by thunder
It lives in the darkest peace of the sky.

By Sam

Links: Archive |EntryBoredom - Megan G

Grey is the colour of boredom
It smells like sagey socks in a wash basket
It tastes of mouldy cake
It sounds like silence in the church
It feels like soft tissue
It lives in the highest mountain

Megan G

Links: Archive |EntryMisery - Shaun

Deep black is the colour of misery.
It smells like a dead rat,
It tastes like burned chips,
It sounds like a death of a person,
It feels like a van is blowing away,
It lives in your heart.

By Shaun

Links: Archive |EntryFriendship - Toni

Friendship

Friendship is the colour of a summers flower,
It smells like nice perfume,
It tastes a nice summer breakfast.
It feels soft like a teddy bear,
It lives in the bright hot sun
by Toni

Links: Archive |EntryPeace - Kimberley

Peace

White is the colour of peace
It smells like freedom
It tastes like independence
It sounds like the waves lapping over each other
It feels like the wind hitting off our face
It lives in the fresh air.

By Kimberley