Performance Poems

In the latter part of this week, we have been creating our own performance poems using metaphorical language. The children have come up with some fabulous ideas. Here is Frankie’s:

Set Free

I scuttle along the street like a lonely soul

While my feet ‘flip flop’ on the cobbled pavement.

I spy a figure ahead, my eyes concentrate threateningly like a terrorist

At any moment I could pounce upon him.

He comes closer, bending down onto his knees

His eyes loll around like a pair of lifeless legs, trawling up an ice cold mountain.

My mouth suddenly pierces, it is a razor ready to kill

I open it carefully then get ready to bite the flesh of off his rough arm.

Thoughts of a criminal ponder in my mind

So many possibilities but only one chance.

I am a rat.


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