Showing posts with label Leonardo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leonardo. Show all posts

Monday, October 20, 2014

Love poem to my candyfloss maker

Oh, candy floss maker my candy heart has been eaten since you died, I wanted to have a funerul for your death. I weep everyday of me not seeing you. the fluff that you made, made my heart warm. My heart is broken forever can replace it.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Sentence of the day

Original Sentence: Jasmine smelled the flowers fragrance then picked one

Improved Sentence: Jasmine viciously sniffed the flowers fragrance then plucked one.

Sentence of the day

Original Sentence: The flowers fragrance went across the living room.

Improved Sentence: The dancing flowers, magic fragrance flew across the beautiful living room.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

What am I?

What am I ?



You keep my teddies warm, you help me sleep and you also keep me warm.
You are quite big and snuggly you make me sleep for an extra 20 minutes.
You lie on my bed all day all night and you are made from cotton.
At night you lie on me for about twelve hours while I sleep.
What am I thinking about?                                                                                                                                                                   

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Alliteration

Domesticated dolphins dive dramatically deep into the deps.


hopeless happy hobo hippie hippos hope they will heavy.


Bostrus little baci boy bosses his big brother around bossily while beating up a bikkie.

Friday, March 21, 2014

Power Surge by Leonardo

The fear of falling is spreading in my head like wild fire. The smell of vomit is poisoning, threatening me to do it.  The sky, cars and hands are just a blur. When is this life threatening ride going to end? I hold my breath so vomit doesn't come up. My tummy is churning and tossing. I scream so loud my voice box hurts. The people in line are as tiny as baby ants. Finally I'm off but I'm feeling dizzy I have to lie down... bbluuuhhh noooooooo. 


                                                                              

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Staircase to Heaven by Leonardo

Saliva builds up in my mouth and the smell of wet leaves fills up my nose. I am thinking of angels and cupids. Leaves flutter past me. I feel the tingling of the numbness in my fingers. The brightness is blinding me. This is so confusing and weirdly crazy.