Kiwi Haikus

Beau

As santa eats pies
He puts on his shorts and top
Then Finishes pies

Fishing for snapper
On Christmas eve caught whitebait
Then eat all his lines






Ariella

Barbeque sizzles,
Under Pohutukawa red,
As the sun goes down.

Santa's on his way,
A morepork shouts its cheer,
Christmas is coming!

 Joel

A surfing man fell
Eating pavlova and kiwifruit
On a massive wave

Santa wears jandals
Eating mince pies and strawberries
On his sleigh to town


Jacob C

Hunting is awesome
The rifle is loud when echoes
The valleys are big

Shotgun is heavy
When trying to shoot it's sore
At your moving deer 

Keir

A surfing person
And swimming in the ocean
then getting tanned

The flightless kiwi
Picking in the undergrowth
Small brown and fluffy

Miki

Waiting  for kiwis
Watching the sun go down now
Singing the carols

Sunbathing on sand
Climb Pohutukawa trees
Wearing my jandals 

Frankie

Christmas is coming
Let's put the barbeque up
Sadly there's no snow

Sitting at the beach
Eating pineapple lumps yum
Looking at the sea

Anna

I've brung pavlova
Playing at the sandy beach
Eating kiwifruit

Splashing through the sea
Wearing jandals on Christmas
Eating barbeque

Sean

Nocturnal Kiwis
Fat Kererua eating berries
As Morepork hoots

Shem

Pohutukawa
Standing tall in the forest
Very beautiful

Lucy


Swimming cold river
Snapper swishing with the bait
Sailing on the sea

Personification Poem : Books

I sit on a shelf beside a window feeling hot and cold some of my pages can't hold.
I've been trampelled on jumped on by my grumpy owner. Someday I'll have a lovely owner that won't break my spine because they don't own that kind of mind.
I am made of trees can't you see from branches to leaves into a factory. My poor paper has been in a typing machine for too long it feels longer than 3,600 songs.
When I try to speak zero words come out I feel daft and want to shout.
Screaming for help just like in my words I've meet two pairs of eyes but not lemon curd..mmmm If I had a mouth I would die from wetness would never be dry would never be read.

Thanks

By Tori-Grace

Personification Poem ~ Chair

• The chair screeched as I sat down.

• At the top of my leg I broke.
• If I was awake my leg would hurt but I'm tired so I'll go to bed.
• Being dragged or being carried "Yay" I don't have to walk.
• Stacked on top of anothers head.
• Another day another sore back, being sat on everyday all I want to do is play.
• Instead I'm squashed to death.
• I look out the window on a sunny day, and all I can think of is play play play
• I can't jump up high but I can be dropped by kids over a centimetre high I can't take it.
 D E V ON

personification poem-Ferrari

I can't pull the trailer its not my way.
I'm still a 4x4.
I still want to be a Ford F950, ultimate power.
you don't need to be going  over 100 km .
I hate kids walking up to me and puting ther sticky fingers all over me at least it is not as bad as a complete stranger walking up to you and punch you eyes out
and the alarm goes off and he runs off.
at least I'm not a Toyota Boo

by Josh   

Personification-Wheelie Chair

I dance and twirl like a ballerina across the floor as the children play and sit.


I'm having the most fun a chair could have with my legs spinning like an octopus.


As the sun and moon met, the room got lit with light, just like the light sparkling from a candle.


As I got dirty from all that fun, I realise it's a cover I need to have!


Oh, I had so much fun!
Oh, how I want to be a human!


My bright eyes are gleaming like the stars in the night.


-Dain

Disable Blindness

I am a person just like everyone else, except that my

glittering eyes are covered with a blanket of darkness.

Always I try to seek brightness, hard as I try to get

brightness to plunge onto me. The blanket wouldn't

give away. Everywhere I go I sense others laughing,

pointing and gesturing at me. I could feel the insults

drowning me down.

Suddenly, a light sparkled somewhere in the darkness.

I would sing. In my songs, I will see wonderful things

like the sky, sea and land!


Isabella

Personification poem about pillows

When I hear the parents say, "Come on kids it's time for bed!", I start to panic because when the children lay their heads on me, it really hurts. For the whole 10 hours, all I ever get to do is rest. in. pain, have kids drooling on me! The next morning my luck gets even worse. Mum says, "Kids! Put your cases in wash!". While my case gets washed, I shiver for a half hour. Finally, I get my case back resting for the whole day.

By Sahville.

Personification poem~Netball

I get used everyday it is a pain I get put in a shed with other balls and footballs.


Girls use me every time  in netball I get hurt all the time.


How would you feel if you got hit and bashed in a netball game .




By Nolwazi

Personification - Books

 


I have words written all over my face 
I have a spine just like you do 
I sit on a self all day long
sometimes my owner doesn't even look after me 
I have a beginning and an ending just like this is 


Tui

Personification- Bean Bag poem

Bean bag  

Noise's everywhere I go

I sit there doing nothing

someone comes and takes me away

I feel like I'm lost

I'm flexible and comfy, but then I get squashed

I don't know whats inside me and don't know why it hurts

When people lay on me, I think I lost some cells

The next day, I hope people will people treat me well.


Shania 

Ginger's creative nature poem

 

N = nothing but a little door, will lead you into nature's tour

A = animals run and jump all day, while people sit and fade away

T = trees of the forest and plants of the land, and the cactus will lie in the sand

U = you know the seasons Summer,  Autumn, Winter, Spring, something god will always bring

R = rain can make some of our rivers, and some are cold that gives me the shivers

E = earth will spin round and round, on this place that someone's found

by Tenera AKA Ginger  [yes it's my own work!]

Haiku Poems

We created some holiday haiku poems on fotobabble.