Inside Poem
Inside, I hear my little sister snoring in her cozy bed.
Inside, I smell the stinky stuff under my bed.
Inside, I taste my glass of icy water.
Inside, I feel my cozy bed.
Inside, I see my soft, soft bed.
By Alex
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear my brother’s talking when I’m under my bed.
Inside, I smell fresh air
Inside, I taste my fish and chips.
Inside, I feel squishy chips and fish.
Inside, I see a big mattress.
By Hannah
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear crickets chirping in the rustling tree and the wind.
Inside, the smell is my bed.
Inside, I taste my watery spit.
Inside, I feel under my pillow. I feel cold.
Inside, I see my warm cozy blanket.
By Zeb
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear a bang! Rumble, crash. It was an earthquake.
Inside, I smell smoke.
Inside, I taste lip balm on my lips.
Inside, I feel my warm pillow touching my head.
Inside, I see cold, cold fans.
By Edie
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear my mum and dad doing stuff when I’m asleep.
Inside, I smell my dinner.
Inside, I taste sugary food – lollies.
Inside, I feel my mum’s soft skin.
Inside, I see all my toys.
By Logan
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear my Mum and Dad chit chatting to each other.
Inside, I smell Mum cooking eggs and salad.
Inside, I taste the sweetness of my toothpaste.
Inside, I feel the softness of my blanket.
Inside, I see my bunk bed being built.
By Lincoln
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear fire burning.
Inside, the smell of smoke.
Inside, I taste chocolate.
Inside, I feel Harley my dog.
Inside, I see Dad snoring.
By Jaxon
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear rustling of leaves.
Inside, the smell of strawy leaves creeping.
Inside, I taste crunchy beans.
Inside, I feel warm.
Inside, I see Frances singing.
By Edward
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear whistling trees from the windows.
Inside, I smell the fresh swirling wind outside.
Inside, I taste lemonade popsicles.
Inside, I feel my soft bed.
Inside, I see Dad working in his shivering shed.
By Samuel
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear wind blowing my tent and I think.
Inside, I smell food flying in my house.
Inside, I taste food in my mouth.
Inside, I feel warm cozy feet.
Inside, I see food and my mum is making it.
By Stella
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear the swaying trees with birds cuddling in their cozy nests.
Inside, the smell of my plastic hard toys.
Inside, I taste blowing air.
Inside, I feel warm and joyful inside my bony body.
Inside, I see my messy room with toys surrounding it.
By Leah
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear the fire crackling and Jack, Dad and Mum’s feet slopping around.
Inside, the smell of pudding and dinner and friends.
Inside, I taste toothpaste on my teeth glistening.
Inside, I feel my duvet and sheets.
Inside, I see Mum sleeping and snoring.
By Matilda
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear the crunching cereal in my mouth.
Inside, the smell of lasagna floating through the house.
Inside, I taste pizza in my mouth.
Inside, I feel my soft warm covers.
Inside, I see my small white teddy.
By Eva
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear the wind howling.
Inside, I smell warm camp fires.
Inside, I taste the mint toothpaste on my tongue.
Inside, I feel the warm sleeping bag.
Inside, I see the tent shuffling like a ghost.
By Audrey
Inside Poem
Inside, I hear the rustling in my bed.
Inside, I smell the hot and sweaty steam.
Inside, I taste the toothpaste.
Inside, I feel my soft silky covers.
Inside, I see the darkness.
By Anna
