Passion project poems

A project for school - here are my poems         

Out the window, I saw –

The polka dots of sheep

The hills that gently rose and fell

Like loaves of bread

The wind that loved to dance

With the trees

The kaleidoscope of colours

That embraced the land

The warm reds,

The alluring golds,

That splashed the country

With life

Jackie Hazelhurst

A metaphor potrait on my grandma (She lives in South Africa while I am here in New Zealand.)

Metaphor Portrait

My grandma is red like the sweltering African heat

She is the savannah

My grandma is an African sunset – an alluring gold, a melting red

She is a rock, steady and trustworthy

My grandma is a rose, sweet smelling and beautiful

She is a diesel engine, not the fanciest or the fastest but very reliable

My grandma is summer, warmth and light

My grandma is a blue moon, rare and special

My grandma is a rainbow

She is the book you can’t put down

She is the teddy bear you can’t throw away

She is the fire

She is sunlight, she is love

My imitation of a limerick. Hope you like it!

The Snickerdee

High up in the Tum-tum tree

Futher up than eyes can see

There lives a cheeky, little beast

That only only comes out in the blue moon feast

He is the naughty Snickerdee!



Playing around with words!




Thinking of home

Here, in this foreign world

In the cool, velvet evening

I watch the sunset

The thought of home

Burning my mind

I think of the people I left

The teddy bear abandoned

On my window sill

The beauty and splendour

It is

The most amazing

The most wonderful

place on earth

I think of the forest

Childhood summers

The taste of the apples

From the twisting tree

in our orchard

I think of the land

A part of me

But watching this sunset

Here,

Now,

I think

Maybe possibility

Here in this foreign world

Haikus - a comp was coming out and I imediately entered
Here are some of the haikus I wrote

These are traditional- seasonal ones

A gentle spring breeze
Flowers swaying in the meadow
New life's beginning

The sweet summer sunshine
Warms my face
As I laze on the beach

Golds and reds splash the trees
A breeze blows restless across the land
A kaliedescope of colours

Winter blues
Cold mornings, grey skies-
Summer a world away


Here are a few that are more modern

From the window I saw rising hills
And the polkadots of sheep
It was love at first sight


I quarrel with my mother
Fuming in the dead of night,
I hear a gentle knock

On cold, winter mornings
I watch the world from my window
And I know I am home


Laughter, friendship, family
I capture the moment
And live life to the fullest