More Team Roto Poetry to Colour Our World

Team Roto (Years 3 & 4) brainstormed colours together- it was amazing how many strange and unusual things they came up with, inspired by a particular colour. Check out their writing below and see if you can work out which colour they are!


I am a penguin's pale tummy.
I am a pure cloud floating across the sky.
I'm a spotless clean sheet on a new bed.
I am the wool of a sheep getting shaved off.
I'm a tissue being delicately pulled out of a box.
I'm the shaving cream getting put on my dad's face.
I am the smell of garlic, rising from the food.
I am the milk running down your chin.

     - by Xanthe, year 3

I am a fiery sun. I am a sparkler glowing bright in the night.

I am a volcano erupting with lava, I am Pacman on the beach. I am an Autumn leaf getting blown away from a kowhai tree.

I am a sunflower on a sunny day. I am solar.

I am a golden bird snatching gold coins from a person playing a bright guitar.

I am custard being eaten by little fluffy chicks.

I am a pineapple getting chopped by a knife.

I am mustard squirted into a sausage. 

I am Goldilocks sitting on a throne.

     - by Chloe, year 4

I am a shiny one dollar coin.

I am a gold tooth in Bones' mouth.

I taste like onions.

I am gold earrings hanging

on soft earlobes.

     - by Maddy, year 3

I am lemon and corn,

mango, juicy and delicious.

I am a chick picturing the bright

sun. The sunny flavour of sweet rice.

I am a pineapple getting chopped into

little bricks.

I am mustard spreading on bread.

I am a great volcano erupting

lava.

     - by Manaal, year 4

I'm a wicked windmill. I am the tummy of a penguin. I am tasty rice. I am wool of a sheep being shaved. I am shaving cream from someone shaving. I am foam from the edge of the sea. I am a big rainy cloud in the sky. I am a round garlic.

     - by Max, year 4

I am a little drooping daisy petal. I am a tiny wriggly huhu grub. I am fluffy wool from a sheep. I am a jar of salt beside the sugar. I am a penguin's wobbling belly. I'm crackling polystyrene. I'm sea foam at the edge of the waves. I'm the outside of the egg. I taste of whipped cream. I am a delicate piece of paper.

     - by Micaiah, year 3

I am a dolphin gracefully gliding through the sea. I am the sky, crying, raindrops falling from your eyes. I am a wave soaking everyone on the beach. I am a water fountain granting wishes.

     - by Lucy, year 4

I am the bright, sunny, cloudy sky. I am a wave rising up from the sea. I am a sunshower falling to earth. I am a forget-me-not stretching my petals. I am a waterfall rushing over bumpy rocks. I taste like the salty ocean.

     - by Hannah M, year 4

I am a pure penguin's tummy. I'm fluffy wool from a sheep. I'm a sparkling sheet of paper. I'm snowy rice waving in the wind. I'm spotless cotton balls. I'm clean garlic.

     - Hamish, year 4

I am Nature lurking in the forest.

I am leaves in the warm summer.

I am dangerous ivy people dare to approach.

I am stems coming out of the bottomless dirt.

I am a caterpillar strolling down a branch,

wee chubby little cheeks.

     - by Hannah LM, year 4

I am fat orange staying on a plate.

I am pumpkin, sour and delicous. I am 

a golden sun, soft like wool. Once I was dark,

but now mango is my new colour.

I sound like an alarm.

     - by Edwin, year 4

I am a penguin's tummy, feathers ruffling.

I'm sugar, poured into a bowl.

I'm a snowflake, patterns all over me,

a cherry blossom petal, falling with the 

wind.

I'm a grain of rice, as small as the tip of a pen,

a polar bear roaring out loud,

I'm a cotton ball as fluffy as a kitten.

I feel cold, skin pale as snow.

     - by Shona, year 4

I am a raging fire dancing around,

I am a running fire engine spraying water,

I am a waving poppy swinging in the breeze,

I am a beach-ball being thrown by a human,

I am a werewolf's pupil, all angry.

     - by Tristan, year 4

I am a bowl of blueberries, squashed with others.

I am a dangerous fin upon the top of the ocean, surfing.

I am a raindrop falling from the sky.

I am a waterfall upon rocks. I am an antidote 

and cure for poisons. I'm the screen 

of a computer, making me the homepage.

I'm the sound

of loneliness calling for help.

     - by Ryan S, year 4