The Roomful of Poetry Anthology

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The room of King Cobras

In the room of King Cobras, focused, calculated eyes lurk in the shadows; watching me. The chairs hiss as I pass, filling me with fear, worry and dread. The sound of&nbsp;sandpaper scales on rough tiles is ominous. Sinister forked tongues flick from the pipes and taps, tasting the air to discover whether I am predator or prey. Striped tails twist around corners, heads are poking over work surfaces. I catch a glint of a white fang in the corner of the room, dripping with the deadly Cytotoxic and Neurotoxic venom.

In the room of stone age a dinosaur skimmed my back.&nbsp; In the room of junk there it was. In the room of fury a cartoon finger's ears had steam coming out of them. In the room of silence a crash came from the corner. In the room of darkness a torch shone. In the room of worry the boy trembled as he handed in his homework. In the room of love the vicar said "I pronounce you husband and wife." In the room of memories I was a toddler in my mother's hands.&nbsp; In the room of electronics the wi-fi went out. In the room of kindness I bought all the things from the store and gave it to the homeless By Buster

In the room of farming, it got better. In the room of fast, flash came. In the room of&nbsp;junk, I cut my finger. In the room of joy, the man gave me money. In the room of anger, I cried. In the room of guilt I lied. In the room of darkness, a ghost appeared.

In the room of horror Every thing I'm scared of raised from the ground Staring into my soul. In the room of greed, Everything you could ever want was there. In the room of anger, I broke 100 key boards, 20 sticks and threw the tables. In the room of google everything had&nbsp;an answer So I tested how smart I am by trying to answer as many as I could Before google loaded, but got beaten&nbsp;easily like a light racing me. In the room of confusion mystery creeps within, not letting go.

In the room of&nbsp;love, the candles flamed and fluttered like a beating heart.&nbsp; In the room of smiles, my smile was shared with other people. In the room of beauty, I can now get my beauty sleep. By Tulisa SWW

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In the room of life, animals roamed the earth. In the room of power, my strength edged at me to fight for my freedom. In the room of forgottoness, a flower bloomed. In the room of rage, my enemy had power. In the room of rage, my enemy had power. In the room of space, the stars sprinkled like a handful of glitter. In the room of life, animals roamed the earth.

In the room of memories,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the room of&nbsp;slumber, I watched a forgotten&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;it was a quiet as a mouse. Memories float away. In the room of celebration,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the room of life,&nbsp;&nbsp; the chairs erupted in dance,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;the rhythm of heart pillows jigged about and&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;beats filled my ears. the room was as lively&nbsp; as a puppy.&nbsp; In the room of&nbsp;quietness, I yelled at the top of my lungs. In the room of joy a little boy sat in a dark&nbsp; corner of the room.

The Roomful of Poetry Emporium by Willow Class, SWW

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In the room of cats.

I walked in, and I got divided in half. I walked in, all sums started to gather I run through, there is a cat waggling ready to pounce at me. I walk in, I get attacked with food in hand. Bob ate all the sweets and left one to give to his mum. A child ate all of the chocolate by himself.

In the room of adventure I destroyed monster vampires. In the room of the possibility, I was an explorer trekking the amazon. In the room of movies, I watched I am ready.&nbsp; In the room of noticing, I saw a sea. In the room of rushing, I misspelled. In the room of touching, I touched a whale. By Ellie

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In the room of bouncing&nbsp;bunnys In the&nbsp;room of bunnys, ears point up like triangles. In the room of bunnys I heard a bark. In the room of bunnys , they stole the fresh strawberries. In the&nbsp;room of bunnys, blue eyes looking for plant pots to sit in. In the room of bunnys, there wasn't one strand of fur. By Charlie

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In the room of...

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By Frank SWW

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In the room of poem In the room of romance,&nbsp; a rose got passed over the nicely set table. In the room of guilt, I stole food out of the cupboard. In the room of forgetfulness, all of my memories ran away. In the room of mystery,&nbsp; shadows lurked among them they sat on chairs, faces as pail as a sheet of paper. In the room of determination,&nbsp; the spider wanted to go and catch a fly. In the room of winter, snowflakes fell from the sky and an icy wind slashed across my face making it red. In the room of spring, flowers bloom and blossom pink. In the room of diaries, secrets spill out so I could read them. By Freya

In the room of disappearance, people&nbsp;wonder where I have gone. In the room of joy, only smiles shine, bright like sun. In the room of worry, I hoped that no-one would notice I had snuck food from the pantry.&nbsp; In the room of anger,&nbsp; All of my rage disappeared. In the room of love, I found heartache and despair. In the room of death, My soul drifted away.

In the room of forgotten messages, I saw photos videos stored somewhere no one knows where it is stored.

In the room of greed, I saw a person sat on top of a hill of money tossing a golden ball up and down in his hands with an evil smile.

In the room of anger my dad boiled an egg with his forehead. by Oliver

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In the room of chairs, I sat on the floor. In the room of sizzling steak, I was on a vegan diet. In the room of windows, I felt lost in darkness. In the room of quiet, Birds screeched with joy. In the room of books, I read my kindle.

In the room of rage I threw&nbsp;my iPad across&nbsp;the room. In the room of depression a child sat alone. In the room of romance a red rose dropped for the sky.&nbsp; In the room of joy bouncy balls flooded the room. In the room of anger I feel like the devil controlled me. In the room of teachers they were getting the homework ready for the kids but they were just hiding.

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I walked in the room of owls, and the walls started to hoot. Feathers covered everything in a blanket of brown; mice filled the dinner bowl. Great wing spans hugged the chairs, tipping them forwards and back. In the corners, trees with massive holes sprouted through the golden pink carpet. Terrible talons pieced wood, gripping round the light shade. Suddenly, green eyes turned towards me. By Olivia SWW

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In the room of childrens dolls, I crushed a log. In the room of windows, I felt lost in darkness.

In the room of sizzling steak, I was on a vegan diet.

In the room of quiet, birds screeched with joy.

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I stood in the room of mud,&nbsp; and I was up to my knees in the squelching mess. I sat in the room of insects,&nbsp; and spiders crawled up my sleeve. I lounged in the room of armchairs,&nbsp; and had trouble finding a comfy seat. I cowered in the room of darkness, as I was enveloped in an endless black. I knelt in the room of the past, and ghosts whispered as black and white pictures flickered on the walls. I lay down in the room of dreams,&nbsp; and all sorts of peculiar thoughts filled my head. My mouth watered in the room of treats, and I stuffed myself with sugar.

In the room of thought, love, happiness, anger and wonder filled the room, questions were being passed around and tension swooped past me. In the room of death, the scent of dried blood and sickly-sweet odor stained my clothing, bones cracking underfoot. In the room of VR, inhuman forms spawned; waving their 6 robotic hands&nbsp;and scuttling like a spider, teeth with venom of a Pumpkin tarantula. In the room of souls, swirly black figures fly to the roof. Nails like glass, eyes as dead as a deer hunted by a lion faces screaming slowly loosing their will to be a spirit, they just want to... disappear. In the room of slumber, the room was made of blankets, pillows and warmth. Snoring like a pig, in a deep sleep.&nbsp; In the room of horror, screams of fright lunged past the other people, groaning and rocking back and forth, faces as pale as a white mouse. Elana

In the room of disappearance, people&nbsp;wonder where I have gone. In the room of joy, only smiles shine, bright like the sun. In the room of worry, I hoped that no-one would notice I had snuck food from the pantry.&nbsp; In the room of anger,&nbsp; All of my rage disappeared. In the room of love, I found heartache and despair. In the room of death, My soul drifted away.

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In the room of joy, a trickle of sweat slipped down my cheek.

In the room anger, shards of glass lay dead on the ground.

In the room of confusion, I placed a stamp on the bottom corner of an envelope, mistook a candle for a lighter and put my hand on the top of the open fire.

In the room of love,&nbsp; candles light flickered, cutlery bashed together and a heart shaped note tore into two.

In the room of worry, the thought of the noise next door made the hairs on my arms prickle like soldiers.

In the room of determination, the frown on my face turned into a fleeting smile.

In the room of happiness, chairs began to dance, tables began to clutter and pillows began to jump.

Finally, in the room of thunder, my face struck ashen grey.

In the room of cats, fluffy faces meow at the moon. In the the room of cat's purrs&nbsp; they radiate around the room. In the room of snow, abominal snowmen loiter in the sunshine. In the room of confusion,&nbsp; I was stuck for ideas. In the room of water, I had a soggy time. In the room of sunshine, I cooked my lunch. By Ellie

In the room of dogs, I decided I was a cat person. In the room of pain, I watched my bruised cut wounds heal slowly. In the room of bank notes, I paid for my shopping with coins. In the room of chargers, my battery took its final breath. In the room of cereal, I ran out of milk. In the room of warmth, I grew cold. In the room of food, I got hungry. In the room of bread, I ran out of butter. In the room of washing machines, my clothes were dirty.

Opposites BY CAMERON SWW

In the room of books, I didn't know how to read. In the room of beds, I slept on my cat. In the room of bookmarks, I lost my page. In the room of meat, I decided I was vegan. In the room of chocolate. I was lactose intolerant. In the room of slippers, my feet were cold. In the room of spoons, I ate my cereal with a fork. In the room of clocks, I forgot the time.

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In the room of puppies, a paw came from under a blanket. In the room of worries, a spark of hope ran through my body. In the room of light, I sat alone in a dark corner. In the room of forgetfulness, my mum cried in her bedroom. In the room of heat, I shivered as my mum shouted my name angrily. In the room of silence, I heard something. In the room of dinosaurs, I walked around peacefully.&nbsp; In the room of defeat, I wouldn't stop trying.&nbsp; In the room of slumber, I couldn't sleep. In the room of animals, there was a writing pen.&nbsp; In the room of smiles, I frowned.

In the room of depression, a lone figure stood by his father's grave. In the room of slumber, everybody was asleep. In the room of memories, I remembered when I went on a rollercoaster. In the room of rage I threw my ps4 controller across the room. In the room of determination, a boy opened his coke can. In the room of confusion, a storm appeared. By Axel SWW

In the room of laptops, my eyes turned into a screen. In the room of lightning, I got taken to hospital. In the room of space, I was floating around the moon. In the room of trees, I felt like I was going to fall. In the room of colours, My white top got rainbows on it. In the room of hair, I got strong spray up my nose. In the room of goodbyes, I left my poetry.

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The Emporium of Everything In the room of animals, I was knocked onto the floor by an angry rhino. In the room of trees, I climbed every tree right to the top from dawn to dusk. In the room of sunset,&nbsp; I slept under the magnificent stars. In the room of magic. I cast a spell on my annoying brother. In the room of greed I stuffed cake into my mouth till I couldn't say a word. In the room of confusion, I stared blankly at everything around me. Where was I? In the room of chargers I stared around the room for some sockets. There were none. In the room of lightning I was suddenly taken to the hospital. In the room of cereal I searched up and down for the milk carton. In the room of hair dressers I came out with the worst hair cut I've ever seen, it was even worse than my mum had done the week before. By Henry SWW

The Room of... The Room of&nbsp;Depression I cooled down the fire with my own tears, I drowned the wood but I had a spark of hope. The Room of Memories I saw the past of my life when the worst and the best happened at the same time. The Room of Death I witnessed a million deaths in seconds as I fell to a pit of magma whilst my soul was torn from my body. The Room of Greed I watched men sneak stolen goods as greedily as possible oblivious of me telling them to stop.&nbsp; The Room of Slumber I slept on beds made of the best cotton duvets and pillows as midnight was enteral in this room and day would never come to me. The Room of Discovery In the room, I found all of histories' secrets behind it back when they hid from my brain. by Archie

In the room of books, pages were flipping like a dolphins tail. In the room of life, flowers sprung up like its a brand new day. In the room of forgetfulness, everyone was questioning where they were. In the room of worries, I shook in fear. In the room of stars, they glistened with spirit an life. In the room of rage, people were determined to get what they wanted. In the room of discovery, birds of pray were looking for there predators. In the room of quietness, everyone didn't know what to do.

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In the room of friends, mini Elves began working on rings and bracelets for besties.

In the room of&nbsp;summer, Mia watched flowers bloom.

In the room of books, Mrs MCcalmont sat in her chair reading something new.

In the room of Autumn, Sarah put her welly boots on and jumped in the leaves.

In the room of ice cream the chocolate sauce dribbled over the swimming pool.

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