17 06 05 The song of the elephant - Emma D

A trunk:
like a slinky,
ready to spray him.

Huge mountain in the green,
Elephant I heard you calling.

Eyes:
like beads,
there to glare.

Huge mountain in the green,
Elephant I heard you calling.

Tusks:
shaped like a scimitar,
ready to defend him.

Huge mountain in the green,
Elephant I heard you calling.

Skin:
like children's greasy prints,
pressed into his skin.

Huge mountain in the green,
Elephant I heard you calling.

Emma Deacon

 


hi emma i love your poem and also i dont just love emmas i love them all goodbye!;-)
sam - 03 12 05 - 23:56

wow1 you would never think such young people could write up such amazing peices of writing. as an english teacher myself, i must say that i have never seen such dedicated and descriptive writing in my 13 years at teaching at a high school. well done to everyone
anonymous - 05 05 09 - 09:59

Thanks for you comments. The children who wrote these poems have now left Sandaig and hopefully continuing their brilliant writing at Secondary School.
Primary 7 - 05 05 09 - 11:44

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