Thanks to Kirkcowan Primary School for sending us these sonnets inspired by Shakespeare that they worked on together.
I see the palm trees swing forward and back
The deep blue sea has a wonderful flow
On the beach I like to play games with Jack
The sun beating down helps the sea to glow
I like to collect lots of pretty shells
Building big sandcastles is hard but fun
At noon the church nearby rings its loud bells
Wearing a hat protects me from the sun
Going for a swim when the sweat gets me
Fishing for crabs and exploring rock pools
Getting a cold ice cream fills me with glee
I get treated to a ride on a mule
Beach time is the best thing I like to do
I know if you went, you would like it too!
In spring lambs are born one, two sometimes more,
I have a pet lamb it’s called Romeo,
I got to bring a lamb in our back door,
Romeo pooped on me, mum said, "Oh no!",
The big bulls in the field all stand around,
Looking for their next juicy piece of grass,
When I’m near them I do not make a sound,
My granny says I’m a helpful lass,
Driving my quad with the wind in my hair,
Down the bumpy road, up the muddy field,
Delivering the feeding everywhere,
Helping the family farm have good yield,
We sell big, fat, round, weird eggs my duck lays,
I want to be a farmer all my days.
Aberdeen Angus cows are very strong
In the summer tractors pull ploughs through grass
Tractors can pull big trailers that are long
Reliable tractors are Ford and Class
You put a heat lamp over the pet lamb
In the winter you have to give sheep hay
Sheep have to stay with their lambs to keep calm
You have to put cows outside in the day
Lambing time is a busy time of year
Haylage is a grass that has been pickled
When you finish all your work have a beer
When you go in straw you will get tickled
Amazing sheep breeds are Suffolk and Lonk
The sound that a pig makes is an oink oink
I’m good at football, I play centre-mid
I like to play football, I watch it too
I have skills but so does another kid
In a football field, it is like a zoo
They kick it high it’s like planes in the sky
Put our boots on, as well as my shin-pads
Aim at the goal post and kick it up high
Wearing my strip makes me part of the lads
When I score a good goal I go crazy
Celebrating the goal with my team mates
Missing a penalty I go hazy
Letting all the fans in through the flood gates
I hope I can play football all my life
It will keep me out of trouble and strife
I Can Hear
I hear the ocean any time I’m out
I hear timber men cutting down a tree
Next door I can hear my neighbour’s dog pout
And I can hear children shouting with glee
When I go past the school I hear kids shout
In the meadow I can hear bees buzzing
I always hear people walking about
Past the coffee shop - hear cola fizzing
At night I hear animals on the street
At the harbour I hear boats on the shore
On the street I can hear dogs eating meat
Past the houses I hear a shutting door
At 10 o clock I can hear our mums say,
"Bed time sweetie it has been a long day."
Fun at the Beach
In the sunset I see a purple glow
The soft glistening sand is like sprinkles
The calm reassuring sea has a flow
I walk on something and my toe prickles
The soft foamy waves hits my bare ankle
I see the palm trees in the gentle breeze
I see my friends and get in a fankle
I can feel the cold wet shivery freeze
As I approach my friends I get a hug
Being comforted feels nice in their arm
And as we walk we see a small white pug
And the girl says it will do us no harm
And then we walk on to the best theme park
We have the best times of our lives 'til dark
My favourite is macaroni cheese
I would eat it eat it every day if I could
It would taste even better with some peas
When your finished do not burp it would be rude
Macaroni: yummy in my tummy
Pasta is cheesy, squidgy, delicious
Is there more macaroni cheese mummy?
If not I will scream and make a big fuss
Can I have macaroni for dinner?
Can you get the tomato sauce for me?
With macaroni I will be thinner
Will it stay my favourite meal? Wait and see
No one makes macaroni like my mum
It gives me a warm feeling when I’m glum
I'm amazing at football in left back
As I slide tackle the opposition
I can give the ball a mighty big whack
But sometimes I can have a collision
And sometimes I trip over someone’s shoe
We go to MacDonald’s to celebrate
And on the way home we saw a fat coo
When I was going back home with my mate
I tie my football boots in a bit knot
I like riding my bike when it’s sunny
We keep all our winnings in a big pot
Sometimes when I tell a joke it’s funny
When I'm back from a match I lie in bed
But when I wake up I have bumped my head!
I go into the wood and have some fun.
I enjoy activities in the woods.
There are always places to go and run.
Me and all of my friends are all cool dudes.
I love the forest and so does my mate.
It is nearly summer I’m so happy
If I am having fun I come home late
When I go in I am a tired chappy
I sometimes see deer in the massive field
In the forest you're allowed to climb trees
Sometimes we have battles and use a shield
In the summer you can get a cool breeze
I am so happy it is summer now
I am so happy I can take a bow
Puppy Dogs and Dolphins
Puppies are cute and love to play with logs
In pods together dolphins are swimming
When puppies grow up they become fun dogs
Dolphins, they can be intimidating
Puppies are cute even when they're full size
Some poor dolphins live in captivity
My dog was born with brown puppy dog eyes
And some are trained to do activities
I adore my very cute Labrador
You get lots of different dolphin types
He is absolutely adorable
They hate swimming near rushing water pipes
My dog is eight years old and really cute
And some dolphins, they tend to play with newts
Sonnet of the Forest
I walk into the forest and climb trees
The flowers are beautiful in spring time
It hurts when I get stung by hurtful bees
I always walk into the forest and climb
Even on a rainy-day I walk there
I eat lots of berries in the forest
In the forest I always see a mare
The berries I eat are the smallest
When it is dark in the forest I trip
I climb rocks and stones with fungi on it
I find some heavy sticks to hurt and whip
I eat fungi for my dinner that night
When tired I go back to my awesome home
And I fall asleep in my bed alone
The Lovely Forest
Out in the forest I have a hobby.
Everyone is free to climb in the trees.
Me and my friend play here he’s called Bobby.
Sadly with hay fever I always sneeze.
You find bushes and eat berries from them.
I usually go there on a Sunday.
I gather flowers, I pull out the stem.
Tomorrow is school again its Monday.
Summer holidays finished there’s no more.
At winter the forest is white with snow.
At school we play football I hope I score.
In the forest at night there is a glow.
I love the forest, so does everyone.
The forest’s a lovely place it’s so fun.
I like football and I play centre back
I am quite awesome at the hard long shots
I know that I have an amazing knack
I have to tie my football boots in knots
I gave that great ball a mighty big whack
In a game I tackle with my big foot
At the end of the game we have a snack
Football players have to give ball some boot
The referee might take the ball away
To win I need to give the ball big licks
Because a good player has hit the hay
Playing football is how I get my kicks
To play for Man City is my mission
Remember Scotland is my ambition!
The fairy princess looks like a small butterfly, a petit flower.
She glistens in the sunshine and floats like ballerina.
She looks magical with her sparkles and long golden hair.
She sounds like a quiet little mouse, a tinkle of a bell.
She feels like a light feather, a whisper in the wind.
I heard neighing, clip clops, the click of the bridle and hard breathing.
It smells like sour, sweet hay.
It sounds like the gushing wind rushing past.
It can jump, run, gallop, skip, canter, trot and sprint.
It will sleep, lie down, eat grass, gulp at its water and roll in the golden dust.
It feels like soft fur, as soft as feathers, hard as tense muscles.
Its mane is wavy and floats in the wind.
It seems to love to jump, roll, gallop and most of all it loves to be free.
It’s fast it’s fierce with big sharp teeth.
It hunts in packs, searching the land all around.
It looks like a machine with strong jaws and sharp, scary, pointy teeth.
It sounds like a piercing shriek followed by a slow breathy roar.
The sharp, jaggy claws leave large footprints as they tramp through the soil.
The clicking of the picks and the shovelling of the trowels as the day comes to an end.
Studying and searching the crumbly soil for the giant, delicate bones.
The remains of this fierce, giant machine.
The tiger prowls like a fierce lion.
The tiger has black stripes that are as dark as the night sky, orange stripes that are as golden as the sun.
His eyes are big and wide open, as big as the clouds stretching across the sky.
His eyes are staring as he searches and prowls for his food.
His roar is loud and scary and it makes the ground shake and rumble.