The Iain Sharp Poem

If you were a parcel, what sort of parcel would you be? What kind of paper would you be wrapped in? Would you be tied with string, or ribbon, or tape? Would you fit through a mail slot? Perhaps you'd be a letter? What kind and in what envelope?

Iain Sharp is a poet who lives in Auckland. He wrote a really cool poem called The Iain Sharp Poem. He gives us a picture of himself through descriptions of things and actions. 

We each had a go at writing our own 'Iain Sharp' poem, using our own name. 

Here is a selection of the best of them from Team Awa Nui (Year 5 & 6) and Team Roto (Year 3 & 4).

Team Awa Nui

The Ollie Morris poem

I am a bright blue envelope with a yellow ribbon

I am a toy monkey waiting for a friend on the sheets

I am the sand running down the beach

I am a plane being flown into the cloudy sky

I am a fish swimming through the waves

I am a blade of grass on a rugby field
When I look in the mirror I see an army sergeant.

                                                                         

The Alex Law Poem

I am a package

and I'm the colour gold 

I am a honey-badger gun

in a middle of a war zone

I am a BMX track

with people jumping my jumps

(or trying to)

I am a Suzuki MX bike

in a super cross stadium

a jump away from victory

I am a mutt in a house

with my family

with everything I've wanted

I am a WWE super star

in the middle of the ring

doing my signature

When I look the mirror

I see

a famous BMX rider.

                                                                         

The Kim Schonert Poem

I am a big birthday card and parcel
with fairy wrapping paper
waiting to be opened

I am a teddy bear on a lonely shelf
waiting and waiting to be loved
by a family who loves me very much

I am a big green forest

full of colourful birds and animals

with crocodile’s and alligators roaming the habitat

I am a submarine swimming through the big blue

I am a piwakawaka flying through the incredibly big blue sky

I am a rainbow standing like a bridge

When I look in the mirror

I see me shy and scared

being new in class

with children that I don’t know 

  

                                                                         

The Farren Stewart Poem

I am a cocoa coloured box with a golden ribbon  
I am a toy puppy with one ear and a strawberry coloured bow
I am a high snowy mountain, white like a polar bear and shaped like a triangle
I am a jet ski zooming through the high waves with the motor roaring
I am a leopard racing through bushes after a gazelle
I am porridge getting sucked up into a sick wrinkly old lady’s mouth

When I look in the mirror I see brown hair and eyes

I see Farren Stewart

                                                                         

Team Roto (Year 3 & 4).

The Takeru Oki Poem

I am a skinny envelope

with a New Zealand stamp.

I am a race car

my colour is red.

I am faster than a toy plane.

I  can fly.

I am a dolphin

I am faster than a wave.

I am a soft pancake

with butter

and yummy.

I make a sloppy noise.

When I look in the mirror

I see

my beautiful face.

                                                                         

The Sophia Tan Poem

I am a big present

with shimmery paper.

I am a fairy godmother.

I am chicken wings with sticky rice,

and I am crunchy and crackly and crispy.

When I look in the mirror

I see a violinist.

                                                                         

The Sophia McMahon Poem

I am a box

I am rainbow coloured

and glow in the dark

with a gold ribbon.

I am a toy puppy

sitting on the bed.

I am a number 78 bus

travelling to the beach

at high speed.

I am a piece of sushi

with a double layer

with chocolate icing on it.

When I look in the mirror

I see a pop star.

                                                                         

The Josh Collins Poem

I am a parcel, a fancy box

with rings on it.

I am a Captain America soft toy.

I am a monster truck in big air.

I am a chimpanzee in a fight.

I am a bubbly bowl of rice bubbles.

I am a speed machine breaking the law.

I am a cliff being climbed.

When I look in the mirror,

I see Josh Collins.

                                                                         

The Jack McKay Poem

I am gold.

I fly and I sing ‘I believe I can fly

and touch the sky.’

I am a soccer boot

that kicks balls.

I am a motor bike.

I am a big black spider that bites to poison.

                                                                         

The Flynn Poulter Poem

I am a box

with a few stamps on the top.

I am a robot,

my sound is ‘beep’.

I am a jet boat,

I skid on some water.

I am a gorilla,

I am in New Zealand and I am eating a banana.

I am a bowl of Weet-Bix with sugar.

I am a crane

and I am digging up stuff.

I am a soccer field with people on.

When I look in the mirror

I see myself.

                                                                         

The Fergus Hollis-Barnard Poem

I am a ginormous cardboard box

with stamps.

I am a ginormous rocket ship,

I can fly over 1,000,000,000 kilometres.

I am a dragon with fire.

I am a bowl of crushed Ricies.

I am an electric sewing machine.

I am a crane with a big hook.

I am a sports field,

with a competition on.

When I look in the mirror

I see me.

                                                                         

The Charlize Fowler Poem

I am a rectangular box

of ballet shoes

in blue wrapping paper with a gold bow

with a stamp to New York.

I am a soft mermaid doll

with a rainbow

that glows.

I am a pink balloon 

with a sad face.

I am a duck with orange feet

and I sprint out of the water.

When I look in the mirror

I see a princess. 

                                                                        

The Cole Sutton Poem

I am a square box

I have gold wrapping paper

and a yellow tie

with a Russian stamp in the corner.

I am a sort of cat

I have black spots

and goldish-yellow fur.

I am soft and furry and I have got

cute eyes.

I am a leopard.

I am a big piece of meat.

My noise is squish,

munch,

crunch,

and at the end there is a Big

BURP.

When I look in the mirror

I see an astronaut.

                                                                         

The Kimberly Curry Poem

I am a sparkly fat purple parcel.
I have lollies that glow inside me
and a shimmery green bow.

I am a scary sparkly Monster High doll.

I am a magic rainbow bus
and I fly with food to schools

and deliver food.

I am a white-tail spider that

hides in a cave.

I am noodles

eaten with chopsticks.

When I look in the mirror

I see a beautiful little girl

looking back at me.

                                                                        

The Ryan Yoon Poem

I am a box wrapped with yellow paper

I am an airplane, I can fly

I am a whale, I can swim

I am a gorilla, I am strong

I am a plate of chicken nuggets

I am scissors

I am the earth

When I look in the mirror

I see me

                                                                        

The Josh Thackwell Poem

I am a brown cardboard box

with a few stamps.

I am a Madagascar penguin

flying through the air.

I am a jeep from the war

sitting in a garage.

I am a giraffe from Madagascar.

I love leaves.

When I look in the mirror

I see a future accountant.

                                                                         

The Cooper McMillan Poem

I am a parcel stuck with tape.

I am a rugby ball going over a post.

I am a STR Subaru.

I am a tiger eating animals,

I leap up and get them.

I am a sink full of mud.

I am a sports field.

When I look in the mirror,

I see an All Black standing there.