Stormy Poems

The Wind - by Catherine

The wind is Mrs Harrison shouting at Mr Harrison.

The wind is a soccer ball zooming through the air with force.

The wind is the roaring of a T Rex (Tyrannosaurus Rex).

                  

The Wind – by Elizabeth

The wind is an army charging

it is an elephant calmly moving his ear

the wind is my figgy pudding

the wind is a big boom

it is a racing car in a race

it is a leaf falling to the ground

 

The Thunderstorm – by Elizabeth

Gusty winds wobble the classroom. I get a big shock as... Zap! A giant lightning bolt hits somewhere not too far away. The hail sounds like a pen hitting the paper. The rain dances on the door and I am instantly frightened. The thunder is like applause.

 

The Storm – by Oliver

The thunder was as scary as a gorilla’s armpit.

The streets were quiet as it was bucketing down.

Electricity was gone for the people in the city.

BOOM! SMASH! CLANG! The people had a sleepless night.

 

The Wind – by Ella

the wind is a marching crowd

the wind is a spooky ghost

the wind is the smell of fish and chips

the wind is the smell of pavalova

the wind is a dinosaur howl

 

The Wind – by Baylee

The wind is a roaring lion at the beach.

It is a ghost trying to haunt.

it is lions teeth biting its prey.

 

The Storm – by Baylee

Bang! The thunder is as loud as a herd of mammoths.

The lightning was as bright as flashing, zooming,

frightening thunderclouds.