We have started term 4 after having a two week break. We sure needed that break because we worked really hard last term. Since we have come back we have been sharing our holiday adventures through poetry inspired by Bronwyn Bryant who wrote ‘This poem is not about the cold.
This poem is not about the cold.
This poem is not about the blackbird blown
across the sky.
It is not about the fallen leaves decaying by the
fence
nor about the empty chairs outdoors.
This is a warm poem
an inside poem for rainy days.
This is a pull-up-the-chair-by-the-fire poem.
The kettle is boiling for mugs of hot chocolate.
There is hot apple shortcake and melting cream.
This poem wears a possum and merino jacket
and boots lined with sheepskin.
This poem has a woolly hat and matching mittens
a red scarf which wraps twice round
and nearly sweeps the ground.
This poem likes deep baths in scented water
and a towel off the heated rack.
This poem wants a feather duvet
and a wheat bag shaped like a cat.
This poem is not about the cold.
By Bronwyn Bryant.
We really liked how the author used specific nouns and adjectives to describe all the things she likes about the cold and flipped the idea of what the poem is about. Here is my attempt.
This poem is not a boring holiday poem.
This poem is not about cleaning, vacuuming,
catching up on jobs undone.
It is not about stressing about a conference
presentation.
nor about the pile of schoolwork that waits for me.
This is a busy poem
a packing horses and children poem.
This is an eight hour road trip poem.
There are cross county courses, plaited manes
and kune kune pigs.
This poem wears jodhpurs, trackpants
and a warm beanie.
This poem has a rain-jacket and muddy
gumboots which are stripped off when
the sun comes out.
This poem likes early mornings, the sun
breaking through the clouds.
This poem wants laughter around a BBQ,
and the thrill of watching horses jump.
This poem is not a boring holiday poem.
I want you to publish your ‘This is not a boring holiday poem’ on your blog – share your creativity with each other.
this is a cool poem