Kingsbury Episcopi - Wassail

Crunch, crunch
Twigs on the ground

Crunch crunch
That's the only sound.

Crunch crunch
No apples to eat

Crunch crunch
No apples to hit my feet.
-- Honor Elliott --

Between the trees

Green, brown, beige, and grey
All sheep munching hay
Tractors humming round and round
Not the very best sound.
-- Tom Moore --


Brown leaves everywhere, so are flies
And some trees are going to die
There is sparkling webs from spiders
But there is no more cider
All the trees are bare, the buds are just growing
And they lost their leafy hair.
-- Josh Smith --

Group Poems
Orchard poem 2a

The trees are bare
It's a very big scare
The shadow of a spider web
Is what the tree shows
The humming of the flies
Going round and round
Tractor makes a lovely sound.
As the lambs run away
In the astonishing sunny day.
-- Bradley Cole --

Flocks of trees

Lambs so small
Trees so big
Lambs jumping in the air
Trees being chopped if they are dead
Lambs brown, black or white
Trees so bare
Lambs so timid
Trees stand there looking dead
Lambs are dancing in my head
Trees falling to pieces.
-- Briannie Faull --

Spring in the orchard

The orchard looks nice
And it looks summery
Because the summer sun is coming
Through the different types of branches
On the different types of trees
The shade of the trees
Looks like a giant spider's web.

It's a fly's heaven and the trees
Look like dangling skeletons
The trees are set out
So it looks like a apple motorway
There are so many trees
That a sniper could hide in there
Some trees are falling down
But some trees are really straight
The trees look like big chocolate flakes
The trunk of the trees are very rough.
-- Kyle Butler --

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