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Storm Eunice

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Can a storm be a terrible beauty?

The children revisited the poem Wind by Ted Hughes


They were ask if they could use the poem to respond to the weather today?

They could capture their response through the imagery created through language in a
poem, through a piece of art or creative writing. You might create a podcast
voice recording to discuss and share your response to this question.

 

The Terrible Beauty

By Grace White , Amelia -Rose Goff and Evie Matthews.                   

 

Hear the willows weep, 

The wood crashing through darkness

Winds plundering down across the mainland

Lighting strikes and thunder pounds in the dead of night 

 

Till day rose, floorboards creak in overpowering fear

Meanwhile, Lights flicker on and off  as if they were pacing back and forth

 Small children hiding scarcely under table tops,

 Whilst lightning stuck the patio floor a burden with small toys  

 

At noon I scaled across the houseside as far as the old garden gate

For the moment I closed my eyes protecting them from the deadly gusts of wind

Pushing against the dangerous gale,

I made my way back to the safety of my own home

 

The grass quivering, the elements screaming for help,

As the storm took the reign

As It would demolish everything in sight

The ragid wind flew like a raven through the sky

 

Bang! Went the branches falling on the ground

Swoosh! Goes the thud of the wind plundering to the earth

Crack!  The leaf go as they get strewn across the gravel

Snap!  Rain drops make puddles everywhere I go

 

In the eye of the storm all was quiet

All the birds and squirrels went back to living their lives

The last gust of wind made its way to the finish line,

The storm came to a close and all was calm again.

 

 

Storm Eunice

 

The powerful wind rustled my ears

Rain came down like very sad tears

Bending, swaying trees

Waved in the strong winter breeze

Branches were broken upon the grass

The storm looked like it was coming in fast

 

Until the sky was blue and white

The wind began to calm like in the night

Blossom trees and the swing stopped swaying

Everything was finally obeying 

The wonderful sky could leave me any second now

Trees started to make their vows

 

Mud covered the sky’s place

Like a very strong canvas base

The stones started to cry out

And plants began to spin about

Branch after branch flew down from the trees

Like they had fallen of a dainty trapeze 

 

I thought to myself, would this ever stop?

As more and more rain began to plop

Georgia


 

The gloomy storm clouds filled the sky,

The ferocious wind and bolts of lightning tearing down the streets,

CRACK! BANG! BOOM! A tree toppled to the floor,

The rain felt like bullets crashing down to the ground,

 

The field quivering, the skyline a grimace,

A lonely stray cat hidden in a box,

The trees shivered and the woods tumbled

Yet still the houses stood tall,Refusing to fall

 

Soon day arose and a small speck of blue began to appear

The gloomy storm clouds drifted away,

The freociouse wind and the rear lightning bolts never seen again,

The rain had been banished.

 

And the fields were now still,

The cat came out his box,

And the trees now stood proud,

And not long after did the lights turn on.

 

People flooding out of houses to enjoy the summer's day ,

The summer day that was soon to come ,

The summers day that should not last long,

The summers day that shall end soon,

As another storm would be on its way …

Lexi

The gloomy storm clouds filled the sky,

The ferocious wind and bolts of lightning tearing down the streets,

CRACK! BANG! BOOM! A tree toppled to the floor,

The rain felt like bullets crashing down to the ground,

 

The field quivering, the skyline a grimace,

A lonely stray cat hidden in a box,

The trees shivered and the woods tumbled

Yet still the houses stood tall,Refusing to fall

 

Soon day arose and a small speck of blue began to appear

The gloomy storm clouds drifted away,

The freociouse wind and the rear lightning bolts never seen again,

The rain had been banished.

 

And the fields were now still,

The cat came out his box,

And the trees now stood proud,

And not long after did the lights turn on.

 

People flooding out of houses to enjoy the summer's day ,

The summer day that was soon to come ,

The summers day that should not last long,

The summers day that shall end soon,

As another storm would be on its way …

Milo

Can a storm be a terrible beauty?

 

The sound of beauty,

The pitter patter of rain.

Terror scares you,

Like the rumbling thunder.

The storm is both,

Storm Eunice is a terrible beauty.

 

Shaking buildings side to side,

Unaware of its destruction.

Like a tornado almost,

Taking everything in its way.

 Happiness is stolen.

Not a memorable day,

In a good or bad way.

 

The rustling of leaves,

Them then being lifted in the air.

Watching from the windows,

Everyone is safe indoors.

Waves crashing over harbours,

Sometimes it brings snow. 

Storms do give us some good.

 

Storm Eunice, 

Leaves us with bad and good.

You have to put up with the bad,

To then play in the rain.

A terrible beauty is,

Storm Eunice.

Ella

 

Can a storm be a terrible beauty?

 

The branches of the swaying trees rustled in the breezy wind.

Suddenly, rain poured down and the bright sun was covered by the gloomy grey clouds.

Majestic leaves fell onto my trampoline, jumping with the wind.

Schools were shut and everyone was stuck inside.

We watch the fire blazing as we wait for the storm to stop.

Storm Eunice has hit!

 

BAM! …bins fell down.

You could hear the squawking of the birds but can no longer see them.

People still in pyjamas not knowing what to do.

Children were frightened and adults were too.

Birds in the sky are struggling to fly.

Storm Eunice has hit!

 

Clouds were moving fast.

Power cuts were starting 

The wind was getting stronger and stronger.

Children were getting more scared every minute

Crashing things and showing us its power.

Storm Eunice has hit!

 

By Sienna.R and Isabelle.S

 

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