What’s happened to Pippa brother?
Whats happened to Pip?
There’s nothing in her doggie bed but her toy Tig,
And by its side her wooly mits,
Where is her bowl and ball brother?
The doggy gate is gone?
And know sight of a kennel on the lawn,
Why is there grass where her pebbles used to be?
Wheres Pippa mummy where could she be?
It’s an excellent attempt. I like the way you’ve taken a poem with a serious theme and made it more fun. You’ve also kept Causley’s ballad style of rhyme which is difficult to do.
Thank you for sharing your fabulous poem with us. I like the way you’ve changed the gender of the individual and selected appropriate items to compliment their character.
What has happened to majedo?
What has happened to majedo, brother?
What has happened to majed?
There’s nothing in the bed but an old book
And by its side a pair of glasses.
Why is the window open, brother,
The curtain flapping wild,
And only a toy on the rusty shelf
Where his pencil pot used to be?
Why do you turn your head, brother,
And why do your tears fall
And why do you throw that not on the fire
And say it was nothing at all?
I woke to a scream late last night,
I heard an awful noise.
Why do you tell me the things I heard
We’re a dream and nothing more?
I heard somebody scream brother,
In anger or in pain,
But now I ask you why, brother,
You say it was moment of blame.
Another super ending. What interesting language you use “an echo of bane” is a wonderful phrase. I think you make subtle changes to Causley’s poem that bring a new meaning while maintaining the flow of the poem.
I’m pleased you enjoyed the poem and I think you’re right it is like solving a problem. I’m impressed to see you’ve managed to create a similar poem that involves the reader by trying to solve clues too.
Everyone has done such amazing poems and here is mine
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
you only whimper and says the matter is to sad but not that much at all
There is nothing on her side of dad and her bed.
And I only see father laid stretched out instead
Oh why sister does she not say goodnight and her work not put up a fight
And now I question you sister you just sit there and cry which gives me a fright.
But now I want to know why sister you just sit there and sigh
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
And why when I ask you when holding your hand do your fingers go numb
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
Thank you for taking the time to encourage all the other students.
You should be proud of your work too. I like the variety of your sentence length so they middle stanza seems slower before we get the quick pace at the end and a growing sense of panic. Some effective rhyme here too.
Hi I really enjoyed the Lulu poem because you had to make up your own character which was really interesting.
Here is my poem
What has happened to Teddy, Mum?
What has happened to Ted?
He is not in my cabinet or in my bed,
Why is there two buttons on the floor
and a dusty shelf where teddy use to be?
why don’t you care mum
and why wont you say a thing?
Why do you throw fluff at the fire
and say it is nothing at all?
I woke to voices late last night,
heard a dog bark.
Why do you tell me the things I heard were a dream and nothing more?
I heard something rip, mum,
something soft and cuddly,
but now I ask you why, mum
you say it was only my duvet.
why don’t you care mum
and why don’t you speak?
What has happened to Teddy, mum?
What happened to Ted?
Blertina
Grafton Primary School
I really enjoyed the poem you had to guess things
and I really want to know what happened to Lulu
here is my poem
what happened to mother, lulu?
what happened to mum
there is nothing in her wardrobe
only a doll
she used to keep of her own
why is brother gone and why
is the window flapping free
and what happened to the sister
that she used to be
why am I alone all in the house
I will burn that note on then fire
and I will say be off.
what Has happened to mother, Lulu?
what to mum?
my poem is a girl talking to herself and say where is all my family gone but see misses her mum more because she was mistreated by her brother and sister.
We studied a poem ‘What happened to Lulu’ and my teacher asked us to write about something close to our hearts which wouldn’t stop us from achieving. This is my poem.
The Journey
I am determined to climb
That mountain that is my dream.
‘Friends’ who criticise my ideas
Who make fun of my aspirations
will NEVER hold me back.
Self-belief will support me on my journey
to the TOP!
The road ahead may be rocky
Full of pitfalls and other obstacles, but
They will not stop me.
I wish I could start all over again
Things will never be the same again
All I want is the key to success
I can’t do it even if I try my best
I wish I could start all over again
Like re-using ink and putting it back again
Life’s Hard and School is hard
It’s not easy as throwing away a few cards
I wish I could start all over again
All these voices in my head is giving me pain
God please remember me
So that after this I can sit down and have tea
I wish I could start all over again
Uncle Paul can’t because of the train
Some people’s hearts can be as small as a pea
All I’m thankful for is my family.
Things that make us feel scared might want to make us run away…This is my poem based on ‘What happened to Lulu?’
THE NIGHTMARE CREATURE
There is a creature in the basement,
with a leg deformed and bent;
it has a tail slim but slick
with sly movements and a pwerful kick.
It is a danger zone down there,
but the sight is something no man can bear.
Mum says there is not a thing,
just the bone of a chicken wing.
So later that day my mind was at ease,
there was a bit of sunshine and a light breeze.
I’m in my bed that night and I hear a bang,
I remind myself that there is no such thing as monsters and I hear a clang!
I woke up it was just a nightmare,
I cast my dream from my head and into the air it went.
I’m glad it’s over
My mum said chop chop here…we’re going to Dover.
You never know there might be a creature in your basement.
I really enjoyed the causley poem because it was kind of sad when the person was asking what has happened to Lulu and the mother wouldnt answer.
Hamda
Grafton Primary School
What happened to Pippa?
What’s happened to Pippa brother?
Whats happened to Pip?
There’s nothing in her doggie bed but her toy Tig,
And by its side her wooly mits,
Where is her bowl and ball brother?
The doggy gate is gone?
And know sight of a kennel on the lawn,
Why is there grass where her pebbles used to be?
Wheres Pippa mummy where could she be?
By Lillie Lavery Rotherfield primary school
HI Lillie,
Thank you for sharing your poem with us.
It’s an excellent attempt. I like the way you’ve taken a poem with a serious theme and made it more fun. You’ve also kept Causley’s ballad style of rhyme which is difficult to do.
Promising work. Keep it up.
i really liked that but what did happen to pip i would love to know
I thought your poem was really good and I would love to know what happened Pippa.
Ruqayyah Rahman
Grafton Primary School
Hi Lillie,
thank you for showing that poem i really enjoyed it
i think you did very very well writing your poem well done
What has happened to Jackjack, mother?
What has happened to Jack?
There nothing in his bed but an old football
And by its side a backpack.
Why is the window smashed mother,
Why is the curtain hanging helplessly.
And only a mark on the new window sill
Where his picture used to be?
Why do turn your head mother,
And why do your tears fall?
And why do you rip that letter on the fire
And say it is nothing at all?
I woke to sudden late last night ,
I heard an atrocious roar.
Why do you tell, me the things I heard
were dreams and nothing more?
I heard somebody angry mother,
In fury or in hate ,
But now I ask you why mother,
You say it was a dream of wait
By issy from Gillespie primary school
HI Issy,
Thank you for sharing your fabulous poem with us. I like the way you’ve changed the gender of the individual and selected appropriate items to compliment their character.
I’d like to know what has happened to Jack.
Keep up the hard work.
Hi Issy I found your poem very interesting and I am wondering wat happened to Jackjack
What has happened to majedo?
What has happened to majedo, brother?
What has happened to majed?
There’s nothing in the bed but an old book
And by its side a pair of glasses.
Why is the window open, brother,
The curtain flapping wild,
And only a toy on the rusty shelf
Where his pencil pot used to be?
Why do you turn your head, brother,
And why do your tears fall
And why do you throw that not on the fire
And say it was nothing at all?
I woke to a scream late last night,
I heard an awful noise.
Why do you tell me the things I heard
We’re a dream and nothing more?
I heard somebody scream brother,
In anger or in pain,
But now I ask you why, brother,
You say it was moment of blame.
Gillespie Primary School,
Henric, year 6
HI Henric,
Great ending…”a moment of blame”…we’re left wondering who is to blame and for what.
Keep up the hard work.
Sure and thank you but I am not telling you who it was to blame
What has happened to Pippy, Mother?
What has happened to Pip?
There is nothing in her bed but an old ribbon
And by its side a toy chick.
Why is her window smashed through,
The curtain wild and free,
Only dust on the craft shelf
Where her piggy bank used to be?
Why do you turn your eyes, Mother?
Why do you weep and bawl?
Why do you chuck that picture on the fire
And say it is nothing at all?
I woke to screaming late last night.
I heard a thump on the door.
Why do you tell me the things I heard
Were a dream and nothing more?
I heard somebody shout, Mother
In terror or in pain.
But now I ask you why, Mother
You say it was an echo of bane.
Hi Martha,
Another super ending. What interesting language you use “an echo of bane” is a wonderful phrase. I think you make subtle changes to Causley’s poem that bring a new meaning while maintaining the flow of the poem.
Keep on sharing your poetry.
I really like this poem about lulu because we had to
find out what actually happened to her and use the
clues. This is my poem.
What has happened to Lilly,father,
What has happened to Lil,
There,s nothing in her bed but an old suitcase
And by its side a doll
Why is the window opened wide
The curtains flying about
And a penny on the dusty shelf
Where her money box used to be
Why do you turn your head,father
And why did i hear crying
And why do you crumble that photo on the fire
And say it is nothing at all
I woke up to crying late last night
I heard a person scream
Why do you tell me the things i heard
Were a dream and nothing more
I heard somebody cry,father
In anger or in pain
But now i ask you,father
You say it was a rain of thunder
Why do you wander about as though
You don’t know what to do
What has happened to Lilly,father
What has happened to Lil
By Maisha Begum
Grafton Primary School
Hi Maisha,
I’m pleased you enjoyed the poem and I think you’re right it is like solving a problem. I’m impressed to see you’ve managed to create a similar poem that involves the reader by trying to solve clues too.
Keep up the hard work.
Everyone has done such amazing poems and here is mine
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
you only whimper and says the matter is to sad but not that much at all
There is nothing on her side of dad and her bed.
And I only see father laid stretched out instead
Oh why sister does she not say goodnight and her work not put up a fight
And now I question you sister you just sit there and cry which gives me a fright.
But now I want to know why sister you just sit there and sigh
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
And why when I ask you when holding your hand do your fingers go numb
What happened to mother sister?
What happened to mum?
Hi Kayla,
Thank you for taking the time to encourage all the other students.
You should be proud of your work too. I like the variety of your sentence length so they middle stanza seems slower before we get the quick pace at the end and a growing sense of panic. Some effective rhyme here too.
Keep up the hard work.
I loved the poems you all made here is my poem.
Where are we going this summer?
Please tell me mother,
You never tell me and it’s such a bummer,
I really want to know where we’re going mother.
I would like to know where we’re going this summer,
Mother mother I really want to know,
Please tell me mother,
You know how much I want to know.
Please tell me mother,
I would really like to know,
Why don’t you tell me it’s like now other,
Where are we going this summer?
Hi mother hi,
I would really want to know,
Where are we going this summer,
Please tell me mother.
Mother please, please mother,
Tell me where we’re going this summer,
Please tell me mother,
I would like to know where we’re going this summer.
Please tell me where we’re going this summer,
I would like to know,
Please tell me mother,
Where we’re going this summer.
By Sophia
Grafton School
I really enjoyed reading Causleys poem [it was a little bit repetitive] it also had a nice flow to it.
Ruqayyah Rahman
Grafton Primary School
Hi I really enjoyed the Lulu poem because you had to make up your own character which was really interesting.
Here is my poem
What has happened to Teddy, Mum?
What has happened to Ted?
He is not in my cabinet or in my bed,
Why is there two buttons on the floor
and a dusty shelf where teddy use to be?
why don’t you care mum
and why wont you say a thing?
Why do you throw fluff at the fire
and say it is nothing at all?
I woke to voices late last night,
heard a dog bark.
Why do you tell me the things I heard were a dream and nothing more?
I heard something rip, mum,
something soft and cuddly,
but now I ask you why, mum
you say it was only my duvet.
why don’t you care mum
and why don’t you speak?
What has happened to Teddy, mum?
What happened to Ted?
Blertina
Grafton Primary School
I realy like causly’s poem because it makes you think that Lulu has ran away from
home or kidnaped by burglars and robbers.
Ahura Farhadi
Grafton School
I realy liked Causly’s poem because it makes you feel emotional about Lulu
Enver Methoxha
Grafton Pirmary School
I really like it because it really keeps you guessing what happened to Lulu
I really liked the causly poem one of them was really nice and clever
stuart mena grafton
I really enjoyed the poem you had to guess things
and I really want to know what happened to Lulu
here is my poem
what happened to mother, lulu?
what happened to mum
there is nothing in her wardrobe
only a doll
she used to keep of her own
why is brother gone and why
is the window flapping free
and what happened to the sister
that she used to be
why am I alone all in the house
I will burn that note on then fire
and I will say be off.
what Has happened to mother, Lulu?
what to mum?
my poem is a girl talking to herself and say where is all my family gone but see misses her mum more because she was mistreated by her brother and sister.
Lattina Tivy Grafton school
I wrote this poem inspired from ‘What happened to Lulu?’ because I believe that everyone should follow their dreams.
FOOTBALL
It’s every boy’s dream
To be in a team
To kick the ball long
To be fit and strong.
To wear the kit with pride
To run the pitch so wide
When a goal is scored you hear the noise
“Well done!” shout all the boys.
In rain or snow
They will be doing their drill
Nothing will stop them
Not even if they are ill.
It is their dream and ambition
To reach their goal
It is their life,
Their heart,
Their soul.
Don’t give up your dream!
We studied a poem ‘What happened to Lulu’ and my teacher asked us to write about something close to our hearts which wouldn’t stop us from achieving. This is my poem.
The Journey
I am determined to climb
That mountain that is my dream.
‘Friends’ who criticise my ideas
Who make fun of my aspirations
will NEVER hold me back.
Self-belief will support me on my journey
to the TOP!
The road ahead may be rocky
Full of pitfalls and other obstacles, but
They will not stop me.
They will motive me to success
I am determined to be the BEST.
This is my poem based on ‘What happened to Lulu’.
I Wish I could Start All Over Again
I wish I could start all over again
Things will never be the same again
All I want is the key to success
I can’t do it even if I try my best
I wish I could start all over again
Like re-using ink and putting it back again
Life’s Hard and School is hard
It’s not easy as throwing away a few cards
I wish I could start all over again
All these voices in my head is giving me pain
God please remember me
So that after this I can sit down and have tea
I wish I could start all over again
Uncle Paul can’t because of the train
Some people’s hearts can be as small as a pea
All I’m thankful for is my family.
Bradley Chukwu
Things that make us feel scared might want to make us run away…This is my poem based on ‘What happened to Lulu?’
THE NIGHTMARE CREATURE
There is a creature in the basement,
with a leg deformed and bent;
it has a tail slim but slick
with sly movements and a pwerful kick.
It is a danger zone down there,
but the sight is something no man can bear.
Mum says there is not a thing,
just the bone of a chicken wing.
So later that day my mind was at ease,
there was a bit of sunshine and a light breeze.
I’m in my bed that night and I hear a bang,
I remind myself that there is no such thing as monsters and I hear a clang!
I woke up it was just a nightmare,
I cast my dream from my head and into the air it went.
I’m glad it’s over
My mum said chop chop here…we’re going to Dover.
You never know there might be a creature in your basement.
Cameron Ocran
St Aloysius College
I really enjoyed the causley poem because it was kind of sad when the person was asking what has happened to Lulu and the mother wouldnt answer.
Hamda
Grafton Primary School