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What a Scream !

posted 12 May 2017, 03:54 by Bow Brickhill   [ updated 12 May 2017, 03:58 ]
Our topic this half term has been Gallery Rebels.  We have been researching different artists who, in their day, were very much seen as doing something that was different - they were Rebels !  As part of this work, we have looked at various paintings to explore the emotions that they portray.  One of the paintings we have studied is "The Scream" by Edvard Munch.  The children were asked to write a piece of poetry about this painting and the results were absolutely amazing.  A selection of them have been displayed in the school but here's a few as a little taster of the standard of work that has been produced. 

The Scream

His esteem slowly falls apart, while he screams deep from his heart,
His piercing eyes stare into your soul, like you’re stuck in a black hole,
The flaming sky burns you like a fire, you feel like rubble from a burnt tyre,
The blue waves wash up and down, making you feel like you’re about to drown,
The wooden bridge creaks every time you move, you feel as if your about to drop through,
You look around and what do you see, everyone turning away from me,
Your face turns pale; you look sick and frail,
Then it’s about to happen, you start to shake, then you suddenly quake,
Then it comes out there, it is, it’s the scream,
People turn and stare; they give you looks and glare,
But you just stand there, your hands stuck to your cheeks,
Hoping someone will come get you, lift you right off your feet,
But no-one comes,
You have nowhere to run,
And that is the scream.
 
Precious, Year 6


THE SCREAM

The scream lied,
The scream tried,
The scream cried,
The scream loved,
But no one seemed to love him back.
The scream felt,
The scream touched,
The scream Laughed
The scream loved,
But no one seemed to love him back.
Scream only was loved by one simple person,
Who desired the screams wild love,
But the scream loved the bridge watcher so dearly,
But one day there was no bridge to watch,
And no purpose for a bridge watcher,
The scream felt,
The scream touched,
The scream laughed,
The scream loved,
But only one ever loved him.

Isaac, Year 6


The Scream

The water rises higher and higher,
The scream gets louder and louder,
The sky gets brighter and brighter.

Slowly people walk by,
The water gets lower and lower,
The scream gets quieter and quieter,
The sky gets darker and darker.

The piercing scream can no longer be heard,
Everything stops,
No more sky,
No more scream, 
No more water,
No more life.

The scream fights,
It fights for its life,
Cover your ears,
The scream has come back…

Pixie, Year 5