The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day Mother went to the forest, to bring firewood She went to the river, to fetch water Mother went to the shops, to buy salt and soap She went to the neighbour’s…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day The sky at night is like a big city Full of men and beasts But never once has anyone Killed a fowl or goat No lion has ever killed its prey…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day White sheep, white sheep On a blue hill When the wind stops You all stand still When the wind blows You walk away slow White sheep, white sheep Where do you…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day Being an African lady is best of all From design and beauty to fashion and career What our world tells about hair, from fairy tales to advertisement A woman’s crown is…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day In the park After dark If you are to go out In the grass As you pass You might see lights glow! Near and far, Each a star In the grass…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day It is a time to celebrate A time for all to rise and shine All the flowers are in bloom And the sky is bright and blue. There is not a…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day Once up a time, son They used to laugh with their hearts And laugh with their eyes But now they only laugh with their teeth. While their ice black cold eyes…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day When I wake up in the morning I feel not to go to church My mother tells me to go because church is the House of God When I go to…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day My school is peaceful It’s not like the other schools Where clouded chill surmount children Each time the scene of the teachers is good brown Teachers are like parents, so caring,…
The following poem was written as part of a poetry-writing event at Spurgeons Academy, to mark World Poetry Day I drank a crate of soda It made me very sweet It also made me very round Now I can’t find my feet It looks like a thousand mile To reach
