Group poem from Romiley Primary school, Stockport

Night Time

The bell rings for the end of school.

I head home, stuff down a biscuit

jump on my bike and ride to funmaker park.

 

Teatime, wonderful food aromas.

In the kitchen, ravenous family rhinos

share their daytime adventures.

 

 Sunset’s fiery glow slowly sinks

into the distance. Citrus orange sun,

pinkly gleaming, relaxes with me

as I slip into bed. I slide on my silky pyjamas

and creep into the cool dream-seeker.

 

Before I go to sleep, I enter

a fairytale land where knights,

tall and grand, rescue people.

 

The moon shimmers its pearly glow

in through my window. Burrowing

into my bedclothes, I wait for night,

drifting and dozing as I travel into dreamland.

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One response to “Group poem from Romiley Primary school, Stockport

  1. Hi Angela,

    I read ‘Night Time’ at the weekend and find that something about the poem has now drawn me back to it. Perhaps it’s the first stanza, which reminds me of my schooldays half a century ago. Perhaps the comical rendering of a familiar scene in the phrase “…ravenous family rhinos / share their daytime adventures.” Perhaps the idea of the sun r-e-l-a-x-I-n-g with me as I slip into bed.

    Whatever, for me the poem has a certain afterglow. And this, far more than any flashy phrase-making, is surely what matters. So well done to the children of Romiley Primary School…and to their wonderful mentor!

    Paul

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