03/10/2013 Poetry 2 - Jan Siegel


Through some thin boulder-crack the snowmelt runs

Leaping the cliff-face in a narrow fall,

Past rock and rock-plant then it picks a trail

Finding a channel down the mountain-wall.


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Comment by Rosie Pike on October 3, 2013 at 11:56

Through the rugged descent of debris gushed

The cascade of aqua, turned and tossed,

To the bottom of the precipice it flowed,

Through the gaps to the cavern below the frost.


Milly Buckingham, Charlotte Helliar, Yasmin Fearon

Bishop Stortford College Prep School

Comment by Lynne Coppendale on October 3, 2013 at 12:41

Then suddenly, amongst the rubble,

Appeared a Yeti, blowing bubbles .

The shaggy creature stood and started,

To comb his hair when, OOPS !, he farted .


An explorer who was stood nearby,

Heard the noise and wondered why,

In such a desert and barren land,

He had heard a noise so loud and grand.


So he begun to climb the mountain high ,

To discover where the sound had come from, and why ?

Then he came to an enormous cave,

And stepped inside, courageous and brave …


When in a huge room, he saw the yeti,

Who roared “ who dare disturb betty !!!”

The adventurer stood in shock and awe,

And in reply the Yeti opened his cavernous jaws !!!

Callum Watson, Danum Academy, Doncaster

Comment by Jayne Davidson, WHHS, UK on October 3, 2013 at 13:56
“Ahhhhh”!!! he screamed as he fell to the floor,
“I need to get out, where is the front door?”
He ran for his life, betty close behind,
I don’t think this yeti is very kind.
But the yeti gave up and turned back to his lair,
The adventurer stood there and could do nothing but stare.
He wondered, confused,
This Yeti was not amused.

By Jacob and Will
West Hatch High School

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