Samuel Taylor's poetry

Mum.

If you want to go see her,

the flower petals in the garden

is like her hair. The freshly smell

of shampoo from the air

She is like that..

If you want to feel her,

her eyes are made out of dirt

from the ground, her face made

of smooth wood on the wall

She is like that..

If you want to smell her,

go to a perfume store

the walls should be nice and tidy

and everthing should be clean

She is like that..

If you want to see her,

go to the kitchen

there will be cooking utensils

and freshly made ANZAC biscuits

on the kitchen bench

She is like that..

Green....

green like  the grass I walk on.

green liike the limes we eat.

green like the movie star Shrek!

green like the paint we use.

green like the cool waving trees

green like the pounamau around my neck

green like the lettuce on my bread

and green like the cucumber.

 Diamante Poems:

Humans

loud, queit

annoying, walking, multiplying

skinny, fat, gay, lazy, funny, extraordinary

running, talking, playing

hairy, evil