Poetry
Winning EntryThe Summer of 2016By Isobel Whitton, Year 8, Sawston Village College
“This poem does what the very best poetry can do, condensing personal emotion into images that have a timeless and universal quality.” When you were…
ViewThe Streets For A Home By Millie Inskip, Year 8, Bassingbourn Village College
Crouched in the corner; his cries are silent People shoot him stares, stares which are violent While he scratches his uncombed hair People mutter ‘that…
ViewThe Most Beautiful DemiseBy Jess Thomas, Year 11, Sawston Village College
It was a Thursday when her fate was met, The day she leaned over the parapet. Facing the wind, the eve of her demise Was…
ViewAwulliaBy Emma Jane Russell, Year 7, Sawston Village College
When people look up to the stars, They imagine a faraway place, Where pollution is not spoiling their space. Out there over the boundaries, Humans…
ViewThe FallBy Shan Ahmad Malik, Year 7, Sawston Village College
The snowflake fell, Its exuberant structure glinting gently, Catching the pale, muffled sunlight Gliding downwards From the hue-less, cold clouds, Seeking refuge, attempting to Retain…
ViewThe Disappearing Act: Generation ZBy Hannah Troop, Year 10, Linton Village College
After ‘First They Came—’ by Martin Niemöller First, they came for the rainforests, And I did not speak out Because I was not a forest…
ViewBulldog By Amelia Taylor, Year 9, Bassingbourn Village College
Limping walk Crooked teeth Wrinkled face, wonky face Curled up tail Beaming smile Dribbling nose, mouth that won’t close Stumpy legs Flappy ears Staring eyes,…
ViewMotherBy Lauryn Koyi, Year 10, Bottisham Village College
A mother is a lot of things, a helper, a listener, and a friend. She’s there to listen to your biggest problems, And to remind…
ViewNew BeginningBy Ella Plumb, Year 7, Linton Village College
A rush, A blur, Awoken from sleep as loud tyres stop near, Kind calming voices that I hear, Soft leather slipped over my face, Brought…
ViewNannyBy Megan Baker, Year 11, Bottisham Village College
It was a while ago we last saw each other Strained smiles hidden beneath a layer of cloth Waiting, hoping Yet many summers ago when…
ViewBeauty Of The ForestBy Sophie Abell, Year 8, Sawston Village College
Gracefully I soar Towards faraway lands As though the world can be held In the palm of my hand Over oceans I glide In the…
ViewBeach DayBy Lilia Halyova, Year 11, Bottisham Village College
Friday, midday, a day at the beach Arrived by bus We gallivanted for miles To our favourite place Finally after hours we arrived Then we…
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