Creative Writing - Year 7
This week, Year 7 studied the poem 'Adlestrop' by Edward Thomas and used his work as a stimulus for writing about a place that remains seared on their memory.
Port de Pollenca
Yes, I remember Port de Pollenca
Cycling along the beach in the salty wind
The dark ocean stretching forever
Dotted with hundreds of boats; framed by mountains
Yes, I remember it well
Where the sun blinds the sand
Where the seagulls fly overhead
Where the fish dart and glide
And the people grace the Pine Walk
No better place exists
It fills my heart with joy
I will remember Port de Pollenca
By William Belgian
Yes, I remember Singapore city --
That humid summer’s afternoon
As I stepped off the stuffy plane
Smelling the foreign air.
The first day, spent by the pool,
In water that splashed and swirled
As I swam; watching the tiny cars
Race past the towering skyscrapers.
The second night, touring Singapore Garden...
The most beautiful place now locked in my memory.
Colossal domes filled with trickling waterfalls were lit by glowing lights
And a young married couple were taking wedding photos.
The third night we went on safari.
Tropical creatures of all kinds roamed their enclosures,
Their vivid eyes peered at every corner of the zoo, scanning their territory.
Plants, so brightly coloured, decorated the walls with bushy leaves and tropical smells.
The fourth and final night was spent touring the city itself.
So very, very clean. Soaring buildings reached for the skies.
Raffles Hotel - oh the bar; scattered peanut shells littered the floor.
So famous, so luxurious, so opulent!
Yes, I remember Singapore city.
by Charlie Ball