Poetry unit term 3

Summer holidays

Waves crash upon the shore

covered with Jagged rocks

shaped by the power of the

shore break.  

Tons of water crashes

upon my head

as I peer out from beneath.

I take a breath inhaling the backwash

as journey onwards as the conditions get worse

with every swell getting bigger.

The water is so cold and dark

the thought of not knowing

what's beneath

terrifies me.

i chose this poem because it represents me and what i like to do in my spare time

Today we met a man called tamate he told us how he was abused when he was young and how he thoug it was what all parents did so he did it to his children until he found out it wasn't natural
His dad dashed him as a kid and after he got him to sit in a bath filed with cold water and after his dad would get him a pack of chips after he told us how abuse was not ok and how we should not be getting in to fights xd

Cyber smart poem

So much depends upon
the white male

Predicting the people's past

With  technology

To hack their lives

Welcome