Who knew poetry would be so popular!

Lorenzo is working hard publishing his poem using a Zentangle pattern

People are made of places. They carry with thembones, blood, anger and happiness. The sound of Lego Simpsons blocks clicking together.

How buildings are built by people that built them; like the smell of hot chocolates nice warm enjoyed by the people who built the buildings, or the almost-not-smell of houses in rows and concrete in lines, nature on grass and hills on farms and houses on farms; or the smell of factories that make lego, and the hot offices; or the smell of a cold lemon drink on a hot day, when I jump in a cold pool and cool down .

Where I come from, people carry places in their minds, acres of farm land on hills and grass; I drive places in the car on a hot day wanting a ice cream; an old and broken house, in need of paint, with cows going into the stockyards where cows circle about, mooing aimlessly; battered car in the field, behind which grass and daffodils grow.

by Lorenzo

Sharing ideas helped these boys develop some great pieces of poetry

People are made of places. They carry with them blood, bones and anger or the atmosphere of anger, sadness, joy and fear and how people run from them, like the smell of car gas, rubber, pant and smoke or the almost-not-smell of apples in the tree. Nature, the sheep eat green juicy grass. The trees swinging in the wide and the leaves blew off the tree and slowly fell down to ground. Like a Rock slips off a cliff and tumble to the ground; or the smell of chocolate factories maybe, small, lonely offices; or the smell of meat when we eat Barney’s ribs in town.

Where I come from, people carry places in their minds, acres of food; the smell of delicious cake cooking in the oven; the cottage, old, in need of paint, with a pen where hens and chickens circle about, clucking aimlessly; battered old utes behind which weeds grow.

by Conall