“ We were doing a unit on poetry as part of the curriculum” says Christ Church Yr 6 Class Teacher Jane Broadis, “We looked at rhythm, rhyme and the descriptive language and imagery poets use, especially in war poetry. We read John McCrae’s In Flanders Fields and Wilfred Owen’s Dulce et Decorum Est, contrasted the two then talked about how you can get across the senses in poetry – what you feel, hear and see and how it can take the readers to another place. The children were then set a task of writing their own poems in class and could choose to use free verse or rhyming.”
The following poems were written by Year 6 pupils at Christ Church School
Lest we Forget
by Tilly
Oh please buy a poppy on this day,
We come round with a special tray
For those who died
and the mothers that cried.
Now’s the time to stop and remember
those who died
and those who cry.
With a family or not
You will be remembered.
You have played your part
You saved our country
And will always have a place in our hearts.
War
by Jamie
The raging war goes on,
Soldiers all dead and gone.
Poppies red like crimson blood,
Soldiers marching through knee-deep mud.
Bullets ricochet off grunting tanks,
Cracks echo off gritty banks.
Gas explodes in death-green clouds
Choking comrades in misty shrouds.
Lives laid down like dominoes
Falling endlessly, row upon row.
Why do People Still not Learn?
by Daisy
Why do people still not learn
When so many people die so young?
Why do people want to kill
And spread hatred around the world?
Why do they think they don’t have enough
And think they can just have what they want?
What more do they want –
The whole world for themselves?
Why do men not understand
That being killed in war is not what you want?
Why do people still not learn?
He Went to War
by Alessia
He went to war
Years and years ago
Young and courageous
Brave and fearful
Honest and reliable
We shall remember…
Loving you with all my heart
Still wondering if you will return?
Over the trenches,
Under the barbed wire
Limping like a three-legged dog
We shall remember…
Please come back
My little one
You make me feel warm
And comforted at night
Please come home
We shall remember…
Tears streaming down
The letter has arrived
Shakily opening the flap
‘I’m sorry but your son has died’
Hearing the guns shoot,
Screaming death
We shall remember…
I shall remember.
Charge!
by Luke
Men are falling all around
As the bombs now pound and pound
On the soldiers that are coming
From the trenches, they are running.
The whistle blows, our men charge forth!
See them run to trenches north!
Bayonets slash to and fro,
Aimed against their country’s foe.
Men are shot down with bursts of fire
Caught up in twisted strands of wire
Mud-shod men charge on and on,
Being hurt with many a bomb.
We run to their trench, yes we’ve won!
We’ve destroyed them, our job is done.
War-worn German men surrender
All those lost will be remembered.
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