Friday 1 May 2015

Anzac Poetry

WORLD WAR ONE


Shells exploding, mines blowing
Marching through the mud below
Through the stressful day and night  
Fighting for their precious life
Bullets blasting the air filled with smoke
Family's are praying their husbands survive
Then poppies give hope
To soldiers within their sight
While poppies stand  
Soldiers fight with might                                      
Their rifles down
They spy on the enemies
Then finally they call a truce
Among everyone throughout the fields
Far and wide and it stops
The dreadfulness stops
Will it happen again?

By Noah

Poppies.


Poppies,
shimmering in the sunset,
The sound of trumpets and voices singing,
Remembering the past when world war 1 was the present.


Poppies,
To remember the loved ones and honor the Brave,
Poppys  on the open dead fields ,
Still growing now poppys all around,


Poppies,
Make us remember the ones who came before us,
In the sunset standing alone the first poppy to ever grow,
Remember the poppies sitting under the twinkling  blue sky.

So remember the sweet sweet Poppies
By Mila

3 comments:

  1. Hi Noah and Mila,
    What amazing poems and amazing rymes.

    From Briarn

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  2. that was a good poem

    by pete

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  3. Hi Noah and Mila,That was amazing and I loved it . Kayne room 10

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