What would you do if you had wings? Recently, fourth class read the poem 'If I Had Wings' by Pie Corbett, which you can see below, and enjoyed examining the imaginative language and the metaphors used. We then composed and finally typed our own poems with the same title - If I Had Wings. Have a read below and see what you think!
If I Had Wings
By Pie Corbett
If I had wings
I would touch the fingertips of clouds
And glide on the winds breath.
If I had wings
I would taste a chunk of the sun
As hot as peppered curry.
If I had wings
I would listen to the clouds of sheep
bleat that graze on the blue.
If I had wings
I would breathe deep and sniff
The scent of raindrops.
If I had wings
I would gaze at the people
Who cling to the earth.
If I had wings
I would dream of swimming the deserts
and walking the seas.
If I Had Wings
By Pie Corbett
If I had wings
I would touch the fingertips of clouds
And glide on the winds breath.
If I had wings
I would taste a chunk of the sun
As hot as peppered curry.
If I had wings
I would listen to the clouds of sheep
bleat that graze on the blue.
If I had wings
I would breathe deep and sniff
The scent of raindrops.
If I had wings
I would gaze at the people
Who cling to the earth.
If I had wings
I would dream of swimming the deserts
and walking the seas.