The Wind: by Patricia Gable
Something that I cannot see,
makes a leaf dance in the tree
Makes me hair fly in my face
Takes the ball for me to chase
Here it is, and there it goes….
Every time the wind blows.
Oliver enjoyed this poem. He enjoys the words, especially “takes the ball for me to chase” (line 4)
The wind came out to play one day,
He swept the clouds out of his way,
He blew the leaves and away they flew,
The trees bent low and their branches did too,
The wind blew the great big ships at sea,
The wind blew my kite away from me.
I rush and I swirl
I twist and I twirl
I blow and I laugh with glee.
And the grass and the waves
And the clouds are tossed,
Bent and lifted and scattered and tossed
And all by me, by me.
I’m glad you liked my poem, I have enjoyed reading yours too. I need more of you to go on the blog so that I can read lots more poems. Lets see if everyone can go on the blog this week, it would be a lovely surprise for me.
I am looking forward to coming back to school. Hopefully next Wednesday.
Until then work hard and enjoy learning about the weather.
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is White?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out load
Cloud!
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or plane?
Say it loud
Cloud
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What can be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it loud
Cloud!
Jacob thought this was a really good poem because it gives you clues.
Whether the weather be fine
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold
Or whether the weather be hot,
We’ll weather the weather
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.
Anon
Isla ‘s favourite poem is
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out loud:
CLOUD!
Rain,rain go away come again another day
Rain, rain go away Freya samuel wants to play
Rain, rain go away come again another to play
Rain, rain go away year 1 wants to play
Incy Wincy spider climbing up the spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain
And Incy Wincy spider climbed up the spout again
Ava likes the same poem as Isla Brown:
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out loud:
CLOUD!
The wind came out to play one day,
He swept the clouds out of his way,
He blew the leaves and away they flew,
The trees bent low and their branches did too,
The wind blew the great big ships at sea,
The wind blew my kite away from me.
The Wind: by Patricia Gable
Something that I cannot see,
makes a leaf dance in the tree
Makes me hair fly in my face
Takes the ball for me to chase
Here it is, and there it goes….
Every time the wind blows.
Oliver enjoyed this poem. He enjoys the words, especially “takes the ball for me to chase” (line 4)
The wind came out to play one day,
He swept the clouds out of his way,
He blew the leaves and away they flew,
The trees bent low and their branches did too,
The wind blew the great big ships at sea,
The wind blew my kite away from me.
I have a book of poems called ‘Out and About’ and this is one of my favourites poems.
WET
Dark clouds,
Rain again,
Rivers on the
Misted pane,
Wet umbrellas,
In the street,
Running noses,
Damp feet.
The song of the wind. Anon
I rush and I swirl
I twist and I twirl
I blow and I laugh with glee.
And the grass and the waves
And the clouds are tossed,
Bent and lifted and scattered and tossed
And all by me, by me.
Mrs Rooke
Thank you for sending us a lovely poem. We really miss you and look forward to seeing you soon.
Love Year 1
I’m glad you liked my poem, I have enjoyed reading yours too. I need more of you to go on the blog so that I can read lots more poems. Lets see if everyone can go on the blog this week, it would be a lovely surprise for me.
I am looking forward to coming back to school. Hopefully next Wednesday.
Until then work hard and enjoy learning about the weather.
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is White?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out load
Cloud!
A winter morning poem – by Ogden Nash
Smooth and clean and frosty white,
The world looks good enough to bite.
That’s the season to be young
Catching snowflakes on your tongue!
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or plane?
Say it loud
Cloud
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What can be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it loud
Cloud!
Jacob thought this was a really good poem because it gives you clues.
Rain rain go away,
Come again another day.
People sing this when it’s raining.
Here’s another poem for you. This one is about the rain.
The rainy day.
‘Twas such a cold and windy day,
The rain was splashing down,
It rained upon our window pain,
It rained upon the town.
I looked and hoped for hours and hours,
But still it did not stop.
It kept on splashing, splashing, splashing,
Plip,plop-plip,plop-plip, plop!
But then the sun began to shine,
And all was bright and gay;
The flowers peeped up to say hello,
And greet the sparkling day.
Look in the sky the birds can’t fly because it’s raining.
wind on the hill by Alan Alexander Milne:-
no one can tell me
nobody knows
where the wind comes from
where the wind goes.
Its flying from somewhere
as fast as it can
I couldn’t keep up with it
not if I ran
but if I stopped holding
the string of my kite
it would blow with the wind
for a day and a night
and then when I found it
wherever it blew
I should know that the wind
had been going there too
so then I could tell them
where the wind goes
but where the wind comes from
nobody knows
mummies favourite winter poam
The North wind Doth blow
and we will have snow
and what will poor robin do then
poor thing
he`ll sit in a barn
and keep himself warm
and hide his head under his wing
poor thing
Whether the weather be fine
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold
Or whether the weather be hot,
We’ll weather the weather
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not.
Anon
Isla ‘s favourite poem is
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out loud:
CLOUD!
Rain,rain go away come again another day
Rain, rain go away Freya samuel wants to play
Rain, rain go away come again another to play
Rain, rain go away year 1 wants to play
Incy Wincy spider climbing up the spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain
And Incy Wincy spider climbed up the spout again
Ava likes the same poem as Isla Brown:
Cloud
What is fluffy?
What is white?
What can you see
When skies are bright?
What can float?
What brings rain?
What may be higher
Than a bird or a plane?
Say it out loud:
CLOUD!
Stormy Weather by Marilyn Lott
I love to look at the clouds above
They tell a story, don’t you think?
Sometimes they are white and puffy
But can change within a blink
The wind picks up and blows in
Clouds so dark and bold
They almost take your breath away
Unlike the weather channel told
But nevertheless they are interesting
The rain may come pouring down
Get your umbrella ready in case
The weather may change in your town!
The wind came out to play one day,
He swept the clouds out of his way,
He blew the leaves and away they flew,
The trees bent low and their branches did too,
The wind blew the great big ships at sea,
The wind blew my kite away from me.