Leaf Attack!

Check out Ms Saxon's motivation for our poems this morning!

The Lonely Trees

Evelyn

Autumn is invading

Peeking through the ajar door

Dancing leaves abandon the limbs of their summer companions.

Spinning, spiraling, pirouetting

Floating down from the naked trees

The golden age has begun.

The trees sob along with the rain

"Where have my leafy friends gone?"

Scattered on the floor, the leaves listen.

A huge gust of wind

Terrorises the lonely trees

Left in the darkness

With nothing. 

 

Revenge
Holly

Unexpected chuckles
Chorus through the air
Trees blush
Showing off their leaves
The fight begins.

I track down my predator
Ready to strike
A shadow
Hiding behind a tree trunk.

I throw
Just as a gust of wind blows in my direction
The shadow disappears
I plunge into darkness.

  

Colour

Baxter

Screams of terror

Evil laughter

Trees are cackling

Preparing their secret weapons.

Whispering leaves chattering

Escaping from the cage.

Leaves spread out like patchwork blankets.

Autumn Fun

Luci

The unexpected arrives

Laughter fills the air

Leaves are frolicking down off the trees

Spiraling down like a propeller

Making a path.

Leaves crackling, chattering under my feet

If only I could understand

The language of leaves.  

Unexpected Fun

Rosie

Screams of delight fill the air,

Intruding the eerie silence

Leaves seized by gnarled hands.

Billowing through the trees

Scorching the sky,

The golden chaos begins...

 Leaves ready by my side,

Hungry for attack,

Flailing for freedom.

Plunged through the air

Colliding with soft lips,

Spluttering,

Choking,

Oblivious to the fact

That something,

Someone had appeared behind them... 

 

Autumn Awakes

Conal

Screams of delight fill the air

A fury of golden fire dances

Down my spine.

Trees cower

Blushing with anger

Harmless to the leaves

Watching.

Nature's clock chiming

Swallowing summer

Chaos cries out

Waiting, waiting.

The door creaks open

The entrance

Seizing her chance

Autumn awakes. 

The Fun of Chaos

Lyndon

As the blushed leaves spiral down

Hitting the floor

Creatures below notice

The weather upon them.

Now the morning appears

And people come out

The throwing of leaves across the battlefield

Laughter and squeals of chaos in the air.

But the next season if awaiting to its avenge.