Poems

=__The Nightmare House__= =Things are quiet, no one is heard= =Thorns tapping against the windows= =Like rats scattering on the wooden floorboards=

=Spiders hiding in the scaly pealing paintwork= =Mossy wood panels creak when wind hits= =Terrifying noises heard from inside=

=Nothing can destroy this old rickety house= =No one can repair the tired, overworked windows= =To many secrets this house has but yet the secrets are to be= =revealed=

=The becoming of Autumn brings a new beginning to the= =Nightmare House.=

=__My Duck__= =My Duck= =really likes muck= =it likes to eat= =but not much meat=

=__The Big tree__= =This tree was like no other tree,= =its stump had a 5 metre diameter= =and it towered way above the rest of the trees in the forest.=

=The tree could be seen from miles= =because it was like the sun was shining down= =on the tree.=