Poems

For this term we've had the topic of poetry and for this weeks post we were told to post one or two of our favourite poems one of my favourite poems was my I hear poem;

I hear . . .

When I think of Breakfast,

I think of juicy Bacon sizzling in a pan,

The ding of the toaster as the warm crispy bread pops out,

And the milk from the cereal flooding the counter like a tsunami,

The slapping of pancakes against the frying pan,

Swoosh. the sound of fresh orange juice being poured,

It’s chaos, It’s chaos,

Slam. The door goes

Silent as a mouse,

Nothing but the swish of the wind,

And the trees swaying to the current of the invisible force.