Metaphors - Poetry

This week while we were looking at poems I learnt about metaphors. Metaphors is when you compare an object with another object or action. I learnt that you shouldn't take a metaphor literal. Eg: The boy was a cheetah. This compares the boy with a cheetah which could probably mean the boy is fast. 

Maui Haiku - Poetry

This is the Haiku that Brooklyn and I made. A Haiku is a Japanese traditional poem. Haiku poems have three lines in each verse, the first and last line has 5 syllables, while the middle line has 7 syllables. A syllable is like a chunk, you can find a syllable by clapping out the word. Eg: Be-cause. 

Language Features - Poetry

Yesterday we were looking at the language features in a poem. We were focusing on verbs, synonyms and metaphors.  

Magic Box Poem

 

These past few weeks for writing we were focusing on the 'Magic Box poem' made by Kin Nisbett, our focus was description, we had to paint a picture in the reader's mind. We used powerful words to hook the audience in. We had to use verbs, and powerful adjectives. 

Poems _ Nazella

How to be a cat

by Nazella

           

sleep 24:7

eat fish and rats

play with cat toys

   curl up anywhere

run from humans unless they give you milk everyday

FIGHT

MEOW!!

                                 Peacock

by Nazella

beautiful, colourful feathers

quietly calling to their families

moving slowly, walking on the beautiful green grass

large birds short birds

show-offs with their beautiful feathers

These I Am

By Nazella

I am a

dog hater

music lover

dumplings eater

owl lover

girl

rip pa rugby player

boy hater

net-book user

Ellen fan

Santa hater
School lover
LEARNING HERO
Awesome worker

and

A popular mine craft kid

Colour Poem - Grey

This is my poem of Grey

Grey is sadness.

Grey is the sound of thunder growling at the sky.

Grey is the smell of the smoke coming out of the chimney.

Grey is the sight of dull wallpaper on your walls.

Grey is mad

I am poem

                                                          I am Poem

I am royal and zany.

I wonder if on Fridays I have Golden time?

I hear the cicadas singing

I always see people learning new things

I pretend to be a police

I feel something fizzy

I am good at reading and working out

I worry that there is a earthquake coming to new zealand

I say that i am going to be a police women

I understand that I am healthy

I dream  that I will not be  bully

I try to be a gymnastic girl

I hope I have a nice year in room 5   

I wish I was really fit

                                        I am Nazella