Poetry portfolio

By Izzy Parfitt, English 7G

Izzy ParfittSt. Andrew's Anglican College

Friendship

Friendship sounds like…… laughter, laughter so happy it touches your heart

Friendship feels like…… hugs of joy, happiness so strong your friendship can’t break apart

Friendship smells like…… daises, picked fresh from the field to make a crown

Friendship tastes like…… homemade cookies, to spread the love around

Friendship looks like…… an invisible cloak, you would know it was there even if no one spoke

Isobelle:

Acrostic

Intelligent

Sincere

Origami addict

Benevolent

Ever-lasting friend

Loves chocolate

Listens

Eager

Springtime:

Acrostic

Subtle touches of colour line the hills

Previously appearing the year before

Robust flowers sprinkled everywhere you look

Individual colours, so beautiful they could have been

Nature’s canvas painted,

Gently by hand, colours so bright, they come from the heart

Time is no longer relevant as

I immerse myself in the beauty all around

Me. The scene is simply too beautiful to draw my eyes away, it is the natural

Everlasting beauty that is springtime in all its glor

PoetryThe waves slammed their bodies into the

everlasting lumps of rock that lined

the shore.

Swoosh. Splatter. Crash came the waves, endlessly

crashing into each other.

Oh no! I broke my mirror! I’ll have

bad luck forever! I’ll never be able to do anything I

wanted to achieve!

The silent, splendid, settling, stunning, superb

sunrise sank softly behind the clouds.

Experiences in life are like a hot cup of tea, leave it too long and the trail

will go cold

The wind is a silent whisper in my ear,

guiding me through life.

Metaphor

Simile

By Izzy Parfitt, 7G

Alliteration

Hyperbole

Onoma

Personification

The musty air encircles the trees,

Trees looming above me beckon me in the relentless

wind,Sending spine-chilling

shivers up my body,Spiders scuttle

between the trees,Weaving their thick,

entangling cobwebs,A trap,

Wolves howl horrifically in the distance,As the sweet taste of candy in my mouth,

Turns as bitter as a lemon,Blood-curdling screams surrounding me,Are the fuel for the monsters revenge,

The smell of smoke rises above me,And from the cauldron of a witch it does

come,Owls encompassing me hoot their warning,

The time has come,I must run faster than the wind swooshing

past,

Onoma

The Fright

ful, Feroci

ous Fores

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Trying to escape the clutches of the monsters,

Otherwise I will die a most terrifying death, full of dread,

It is now midnight,The peak of Halloween is upon us

My Magic Box

I will put in my boxA scrape of magic from the tip of a unicorn’s horn,

The whitest part of fluff from the highest point of the clouds,

Three everlasting wishes, precious as new life

I will put in my boxOne solitary brick from the oldest part of the Great Wall

of China,A flag from the very top of the Empire state building,

One small, single screw from the incredible Eiffel tower

I will put in my boxA wisp of warm summer air,

An icicle from the coldest winter in Antarctica,The brightest flower from Amsterdam in spring

And no matter how small this box may be,No matter what treasures it holds,

It carries the essence of the life

HaikuA Frozen DreamThe snow lies soundly,On the cold and frozen ground,Littered with white trees

Everlasting LightBright rays of sunlight,

Pierce the floating, evening clouds,

Penetrating them

The Wind’s Mare

The wind rides the sky,As if it is its brave horse,Galloping through clouds

BY IZZY PARFITT, 7G

LimerickBooks bring joy to my heart,

When I’m linked to a book we can’t be torn apart,They can be about wizards and witches,

Dragons and snitches, But I know I’ll finish as soon as I start

Superb, Soaring SculpturesPenguins play, slide and dance

On the icebergs surfaceWhales frolic underneath

Twirls and leaps and jumpsBirds of the sea come to rest

Upon them after a long journeyBut these sacred placesClimates and habitatsFor animals of all kinds

Are melting awayThe icy cold water

Clear as crystalBecoming unfrozen

Slowly flooding the earthDevastation

Drip, drip comes the waterFalling into the sea

Dancing with sorrowCaused by global warming?

Destroyed by us