Buddy Class

Writers Spot - Scooter Poems

Zooming Scooters

I can taste the silky air in my mouth.

I can see trees moving their branches.

I can hear the teacher talking.

I can smell the pollen in the flowers dancing in the wind.

I can feel the sticky rubber under my hands.           

BY JORDAN

Zooming Scooters       

I can taste the silky air zooming into my mouth softy. 

I can see a fast zooming scooter which is purple. 

I can hear a zooming sound  coming from the weal wile I go to the white line . 

I fell a rubber when I hand touches the bars. 

I can  smell the flowers  beside me when I was scootering  along with the others in my class.

By Mikaela Smith.

My Scooter

I can taste the silky,

cold air rushing round my 

mouth.

I can see scooters

of all colours going by.

I can hear scooters going fast.

I can feel rubbery handle bars.

I can smell silky air.

By Luke