Storm in the Harbour
Moody clouds spilled across the never-ending sky,
A raging storm rung a golden bell of warning.
Army boats swiftly ran into the motherly harbour, looking for shelter.
Seaweed desperately hung to jagged rocks like a frightened toddler
Clinging to his mother.
Rain throws itself at the tired soggy sad sand.
Waves made themselves heard as they bombarded
The white chalk cliffs at Dover.
Swimming up to the scared shore, the occasional waterlogged guns
Spluttered out bits of lead.
Seagulls squawked with delight as an ice-cream lost its balance,
Toppled onto the wet floor.
Vivid green ships trembled in their rocking berths,
Then ever so suddenly,
All was calm.
By Marinna Fox Robinson
Violent winds licked the mountain,
Rocks crawled down the steep
Snow screamed barbarously
As it scrambled towards
Boulders rioted as
Desolate mountains stared
At the house.
Snow ripped out the guts
The final blow came…
He gasped in fright:
It was only a dream?
By Ollie Tucker
The Mysterious Junkyard
Broken cars sobbed,
Crushed cars screaming.
Chain mail gate
Snarled as cars tried to escape.
Flung cars around.
Little lonely workshop cried,
New cars pulled into the junkyard,
Begged for mercy.
By Milo Morrall