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10/10/2013 Poetry David Orme http://www.ransom.co.uk/Authors/DOrme.html

A wet day

It’s drizzling.

In the High Street, shoppers glare at the sky,

And turn up their collars.

It’s just a shower.

Umbrellas open like flowers, thirsty for water.

It’s getting heavier.

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Comment by Paula Ward on October 10, 2013 at 9:02

It’s drumming down.

Shoppers in the street shelter in doorways,

Peering up anxiously.

It’s dancing on roofs.

Hats like shields protect against the sharp needles of rain.

It’s getting angrier.

 

It’s pounding down.
The street empties as some shoppers escape,
Chased by relentless nails.

It shoots like bullets.
Long thick coats repel the lashing rain like two magnets.

It’s getting more vicious.

By Katie and Beth, Robert May's School

Comment by Leah Falkingham on October 10, 2013 at 10:11

The roaring rain clears,

The black clouds go away,

The sun glistens behind the cloud,

The shoppers come back in the street.

Second by second.

The puddles shine with the sun.

 

It's getting joyful

As the colourful rainbow appears,

It's got more colours that paint.

The rainbow was a colourful light in the sky,

The colours are stuck together like magnets,

And the rainbow never ends.

 

By Jack B, Gavin D, Caitlin W and Abby - Longbenton Community College, Newcastle.

Comment by Carol Webb on October 10, 2013 at 11:56

Up In the sky the clouds bloom,

Destruction awaits happiness? ... This isn’t the place.

The world consists of the human race but every day,

There’s a new case, the forecast has a new,

Face. No evidence, no trace

Dirty, dirty waste raindrops to the floor like a fresh race!

 

By Andrew, Leonardo, Jacob, Riphi

 Forest Hill Boys , South East London , Forest Hill (Lewisham Borough)

Comment by Adam Lancaster on October 10, 2013 at 13:30

Light splashes down in the murky puddles below

Makes me feel refreshed, renewed even so

there are children running and splashing

like fish, flipping, thrashing

around in the light and the shadows they throw

Comment by WP Central on October 10, 2013 at 15:05

Light splashes down in the murky puddles below 

Makes me feel refreshed, renewed even so 

there are children running and splashing 

like fish, flipping, thrashing 

around in the light and the shadows they throw 

Not being able to see my reflection in the puddle

My head is in a bit of a muddle

Bubbles are resting on the top 

Why do they float to the top?

By Cameron, West Kirby Residential School 

 

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