Blackout

When Miss E said she had to do a Blackout poem for English I assumed she meant a poem about the blackout!
I’ve never heard of it before but it’s when you blackout words in an original poem to produce your own.
This what she produced. I think it’s brilliant!

A fire was in my head
Flickering out
The fire faded
I am hollow
Till time and times are done

Obviously it could do with a few more rainbows and sunbeams but that wouldn’t be Miss E!!
And I love how she blacked out the original poem and used colours to represent the fire. And printed it on a background of flames.
Proud mummy!!


The Song of Wandering Aengus

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.