Colour My World Poem

This morning we have started creating "Colour My World Poems."

Here is the one we wrote as a class. You may be surprised but the ideas came from the children with a little bit of help from me. Prepare yourself to be blown away.

Red

Red is like a flaming hot fire,

chillis burning up in my mouth,

or a beautiful rose in the cultural gardens.

Red sounds like fireworks popping like a balloon in the sky,

an impatient fire truck, weeooo weeooo weeeooo,

Lava, violently bubbling out of the angry volcano.

Red tastes like the sweetness of a cherry melting on my tongue,

my teeth crunching in to a juicy apple,

a tomato exploding in my mouth.

Red feels like the soft piece of clothing sliding over my skin,

a squishy velvet cake like Spongebob trapped in my mouth,

blood as bold as food colouring dripping from my stubbed toe.

The colour red makes me feel strong inside.