This is a first for our school. Standing in the Physic Garden, we had a moment of inspiration where we realised we could write about anything and everything, the world is our oyster. There are no limits in poetry and so we started this blog. Our poetry has really been inspired by our class trips in 5C, especially our visits to Petersfield Physic Garden and All Saints Church at Steep and earlier this year a pilgrimage to St Nicholas, South Boarhunt.
Me and Izzy were given the challenge of capturing the day in Petersfield in poetry and that's when it all happened - the inspiration and all that.
The Garden
You walk in,
And a burst of colours jump out,
The sweet smells fill the garden with joy,
The sun shines on the sundial,
The different shades of green pop out,
The garden glows brightly as you wander round,
You look up at the wall,
And see the birds singing sweetly,
You watch the garden in wonder,
And then you walk back through the arch that led you in.
By Izzy and Izzy
The Secret Garden Gate
Everyday I stare through,
Wondering what it holds behind,
Is there another garden?
A park?
A pond?
One day I spot a key,
I open the gate and step through.
By Izzy Kaye
The Secret Garden Gate
The shadow of the secret garden gate,
Makes children wonder what it holds behind it,
A pond?
A forest?
One night, I dreamt that I found the key,
It unlocked a mysterious world full of magical creatures,
Fairies, Unicorns.
Then my dream slipped away and I woke up.
By Izzy Gage
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