More festive writing generated during Write On School for Young Writers workshops at Heathcote Valley School! Here are some special Christmas treats from some Year 7 & 8 HVS writers.
A huge thank you to tutor and poet extraordinaire, Gail Ingram, who has led Write On weekly workshops at Heathcote Valley School for four years! Find out more about our workshop options here: WRITE ON WORKSHOPS IN SCHOOLS
Gail says, "Term 4 has been all about books - learning about layout, page numbers, book design. The children have written nursery rhymes, silly songs, personification poems, contemporary haiku (no 5-7-5 syllable poems here!), and honed their rhythm, rhyme and language abilities. "
See the Year 5&6 offerings here.
Green Christmas
Where is the snow?
Oh, don’t you know?
You’re in the South
There aren’t any ploughs
Well what shall we call it?
I am not sure if it will fit
Maybe green…
Green Christmas
Connie J
Christmas Angel
Out of the darkness and
into the light,
feathery wings
ready to take flight.
A velvety gown
of creamy white,
the halo showing peace
in the blackest of nights.
She rises up,
high up in the sky,
to look over the children
with a watchful eye.
Sian W
Dear Santa
I want…
25 horses (not toys, they won't do)
And 32 cherries (just that number is good)
3 shining castles
And at least 50 chariots
I want to be a princess
And my brother a prince
(I owe him a favour from when I got him last in a water polo race)
Give me 1 million dollars
And 99 bags of candy and sweets
Give me the best grades in my class
And just one more dollar or piece
I think this is all, you should go get it at once
Hurry please, hurry, and have a nice lunch!
Polly S
Haiku
heaving myself up
only to find
the biscuits are gone
Connie J
Christmas Present
I sit so perfect,
under your Christmas tree,
legs crossed.
My hair is tied,
in a glistening red bow.
I hold a small letter,
clasped in my hand.
linked writing inside.
The baubles on the tree,
sitting up above,
shimmer and shine.
Amie H
Christmas Haiku
a sleigh hidden in hay
sitting still
now on the move
i jump into the sleigh
with a very large sack
a truck inside
snow falls
a small elf jumps onto the fence
stares at you
you leap
outside the door and jump
into the sleigh
i sprint and leap
down the chimney
right into the fire
Seth M
Over the Horizon
the sky is dark
it's been years
it’s Christmas time
the sky is bright white
little dots around
a deer under a shooting star
Jamie I
Sleigh
The man of deer speed, the man of the shadows
Never seen though always believed
The sea of the sky seems clear though he is near
No one hears the warp of the reindeer
The presents begin to fall from the sky
It's true, he isn’t the lie
Jamie I
(c) Write On and the young writers