Clouds

Clouds

A blanket that covers the sky

Keeping it warm in winter

A kingdom above the ground

impossible to get to

A secret place

that is unknown

Storm

Storm

Lighting zapping, thunder crashing

You hear the storm coming

Wind whistling, rain tapping

You hear the storm,

it's here

Hamilton Gardens Weather by Isabella

Hamilton Gardens Weather

Advancing down from the clouds is the rain.

I groan in misery.

There is no place for rain in the gardens, I murmured darkly to myself.

 I sigh as I trudge along the path.
I watch Lily shove some rosemary into her pocket,
Then I sigh deeply.
The rain keeps falling and continues to terrorise us. 
I wanted the sunshine, not the rain. 
I like the gardens, but not when it rains.

Dissection by Isabella

Dissection

I cringe. Cold, clotted blood pours out the heart. I shiver. My hand jolts as it journeys towards the muculent heart. I closed my eyes.

*

I watched the others poking their fingers inside the nauseating organ. I couldn’t believe they were doing it. I didn’t want to say I hated the blood. So I kept it to myself.

A voice inside my brain whispers: you should touch it! Go on, touch it! My back tingled, as my hand travels forward to the vile object lying in front of me. My hand grasps the heart…