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Pupils'
poetry and creative writing
Below
is a collection of poems and writings by pupils from Corby Community
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| Stormy
Weather, by Loren, 10CD |
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The mist crept over the land,
The wind howled with pain,
Stormy weather approached sharply.
The rain poured as tears,
The trees writhed in agony,
Stormy weather approached sharply. |
The lightening struck as sharp as frost,
The thunder roared with anger,
Stormy weather approached sharply.
The houses fell out of fear,
The people shrieked like cars,
Stormy weather was feared by all. |
| Competition,
by Loren, 10CD |
Medals
gleaming
Waiting to be won,
Trophies tantalisingly teasing,
Forbidden fruit,
Waiting,
To be eaten.
Buckled shoes,
Dresses swish,
Sparkling like diamonds,
On a glittering pool of satin
Faces made up,
Like china dolls,
Hair sculptured and lacquered stiff,
For fear of a strand,
Wandering out of place. |
Lightening
strikes,
As cameras flash,
Let the tournament begin!
Backs arched,
Like swans necks,
Palms sticky as treacle,
Legs twist around,
Heels click and tap,
Fingers point an invisible canvas,
Swirling, gliding, spinning,
The floor thumps,
Like an earthquake,
The crowd roars its applause. |
The
year nine class created this poem based on their reading of Shakespeare's
Macbeth.
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Story of Shakespeare, by the Year nine class |
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Norway
nil, Scotland one,
King dead, sons gone,
Macbeth ambitious,
The feast delicious,
Banquo in a ditch,
Lady Macbeth a bitch,
Banquo's a ghost,
Macbeth and evil host.
Is he MAD? Is he SANE?
What has happened to our Thane?
The witches told his future bright -
Now Macbeth's a butcher -
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He
though he was SAFE
He had plenty of FAITH
He sent his wife round the bend,
But they got him in the end.
He listened to what the witches said
But now
He's ended up dead!
OFF WITH HIS HEAD! |
Some
of the year nine pupils were given the objective to write in the
role of a character from Shakespeare's Macbeth.
Written
by Darren,
Year 9 |
Written
by Tim, Year 9 |
You
don't know the day I have had. I just came back from a battle
that we won. Macbeth and I were walking in an open space. It
was dark and windy, then in front of us were three witches and
they greeted Macbeth and ignored me. They told Macbeth that
he will be king and Thane of Cawdor. I asked the witches to
give a glimpse of my future and they said I will not be King
but my Children will be. Then they disappeared.
We were shocked. Is this true or not? Have we gone mad? We got
home and the King's Scottish lords said to Macbeth that King
Duncan fled them to him Thane of Cawdor. I went to talk to my
son, Banquo, and said to him that he will be king but he said
who told you and I said these three witches. It is true, ask
Macbeth. |
What
a day it has been. I came across three witches and they told
me I'll be king of Scotland. That will be great. But I can't
see that happening because Scotland has got a king - Duncan.
If Duncan did die his son will be the king not me. I will rule
the Scottish army. I know my wife will love to be queen.
I am really tired because of all the training and fighting.
But we beat the Norwegians really well and killed the enemies.
I cut one of them in half! |
| Script
written by Joanne and Nicole, Year 9 |
Banquo:
Well Macbeth, I can't believe the day I have had. It's finally
over. I thought it would never end.
Macbeth: Well Banquo, you say you have had a bad day.
What about the day I have had?
Banquo: I can't get over meeting those witches. They
said you're going to be king. What about me? They jumped from
me as if I didn't exist. I can't believe it.
Macbeth: What about those witches disappearing like that?
It was so scary!
Banquo: What about their long skinny fingers and their
skinny lips? At first I thought they were men because they had
beards.
Macbeth: Hey, another thing we can celebrate is the battle.
I can't believe we won! |
Zeljko's
objective was to write a news report for Teen-Round:
| Report
written by Zeljko, Year 9 |
King
Duncan popped round to Macbeth's castle for a sleepover.
In the morning Macduff went to wake Duncan up, but he was a
dead'un. There's blood all over the place, on the guards' hands,
on the bed, on the floor and on the daggers.
Macbeth kills the guards to make himself look hard and cool.
The kings' sons, Malcolm and Donalbain, do a runner. 'It could
be us next' they say.
Now Macbeth is king and everybody is down in the dumps because
King Duncan is dead. |
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