Thursday, 4 October 2012


The Blitz

Fear on everybody’s faces
From last night’s terror.
The moon was high, clear beautiful.
Then it dawned on us.
Siren sounds, panic strikes everyone.
Some shouts, more screams, nothing compared to it.
Then I feel it shaking the ground, with a deathly sound.
Bombs hit in a never ending line.
Pillars of smoke never stop.

I open my eyes and it’s gone.

By Jayme (Yr6)
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4 comments:

  1. holly4 October 2012 at 16:11

    hi i really liked your poem i think it is a really good piece of writing

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  2. EnvironmentalCookie4 October 2012 at 20:36

    I think this is brilliant because it is very moving and it is as if she is reliving the memory.

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  3. Jayme5 October 2012 at 12:40

    Thank you for you comment, it means alot to me.

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    1. EnvironmentalCookie5 October 2012 at 21:49

      Its fine and its worth it because it is really good. You need to be proud of yourself!.

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