Inspired by the grounds in Autumn

Autumn

As Summer brushes

The black hair
On the 22nd of September
The door opens and
Autumn comes in for a makeover
Bringing with her
Her many children
Green at the moment
But that will soon change.
She despairs at her newly swept floor
Now covered in tangerine twist and red currant glory.
Autumn brought in berries and fungi that stain,
Everything…
Windows, carpets and chairs,

Honey fungi spreads in and starts to kill,

Kill the guarding trees
That she had
At the little front door at her salon.
And terrible rhizomes perpendicular to gravity,
They started to take their death hold,
Here come migrating geese,
Flapping around like mad,
Creeping rootstalks scramble in and spread
Underground,
Destroying the new carpet.
And dew.
Dew is what she wanted least of all,
Cold wet and soggy,
A spider creeps in and slouches on its web,
A web full of fictitious diamonds.
She thought how beautiful and touched it,
Disappointed in the falsehood,
A thick layer of mist approaches,
She couldn’t see very much.
She hated Autumn,

Then realisation dawned

That Autumn,
Is…
Extraordinary.
Full of colour and crops,
Autumn
Is amazing,
Maybe autumn,
Doesn't need a makeover after all

Jessica Sibley

Year 6N





Vincent’s vision of autumn colours

Vincent van Gogh sat
With his easel
Gazing with his observant eye
Studying a woodland
Ablaze
With burnished browns and
English fire red and oranges

A sprinkle of

Roof garden greens
Spatter his growing landscape.

As Vincent spun round

He saw heathers of dark green
Glow
And
To the left of that
Blue Mosel rivers with
Soft steel-scaled salmon swimming up stream

Beside the river ferns smothered with the dark glow of Tibetan gold

And a tad of Indian yellow mixed with mahogany.
Glazed brown fungi stand still and proud casting their spores

Then with a flick of his hand he started to paint fresh autumn colours.  

Dylan Ayling

Year 6N