Colour Poems

Orange
Orange is the sunset that you see on a warm summers evening.
Orange can heat you up and make you feel alive and firey hot!
Juicy oranges drip down your chin and make you sticky and wet.
People splashing and lashing around in a crystal, clear lake.
Firey smoke whistling out of a bubbling, spitting volcano.
Orange is a colour of many words.

By Zara

Texas's colour poem

GREEN
Green is the taste of a rotting rubbish bin.
Green is the colour of a $20 dollar note flapping in the wind.
Green makes me feel alive when I do something nice.
Green is the colour of you're best friend's advice.
Green is the sound of the soft wind blowing.
Green is the colour of a mossy stream flowing.

Tyler's colour poem

Yellow is the colour of a sour lemon getting squeezed in to your mouth.
Yellow is the colour of a hot burning sun heating the world.
Yellow is the colour of a band-new bunch of tennis balls bashing through the air.
Yellow is the colour of a burning star up in the sky at night.
Yellow is the colour of boiling sand where scorpions live.

Megans Black Colour poem.

Black
is the colour of a haunted Halloween night,

As crows call they sound like wicked witches cackling in the wind.

Black

feels like you're locked in a deep, dangerous cave with nothing around.

Black

is what vampires wear while blood drips from their large disgusting mouth.

Black

By Megan

Colour Poems

Yellow is the colour of a nice fresh banana smoothie.
Yellow is a brand new tennis ball fireing at your raquet.
Yellow is a colour of the leaves falling from the trees
in autumn.
Yellow is the colour of the hot sun on a good day.

from Ethan McKnight.

Ninas Saltwater Crocodile poem

c amouflaging in the water waiting for their predators to pass by
removing the leaves and grass when the babies start chirping
on top of the water you cant see but the mother is hiding
crocodlies can be really dangerous sometimes
on the river bank a crocodile lays her eggs
dangerous predators are really easy to catch with a crocodile
if it is warm in the mound it will be mostly males if it is cold it will be mostly females
life is a big job for a crocodile
eggs can crack open very easy with there egg tooth

Megan and Hannahs saltwater crocs

Crocs acrostic Poem
C camouflaged in the water watching the babies in the mound to keep them safe from predators.
R idling in their mothers mouth, the babies are carried to the water.
O ver 90 days the babies are ready to hatch.
C atch insects, frogs and small fish to survive.
O ut of the mothers mouth and into the water to learn to swim and to keep safe.
D angerous predators are a round, be careful.
I n danger if you get too close to her mound.
L ays eggs in a mound that shes made from leaf litter and grass.
E ggs crack and the babies make chirping sounds.

BY HANNAH AND MEGAN