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Trwy gydol Chwefror a Mawrth 2012 bu dros fil o ddisgyblion o saith o ysgolion Rhondda Cynon Taf yn mwynhau amrywiaeth o weithdai, teithiau trên a gŵyl lenyddiaeth i gynyddu eu mwynhad o ysgrifennu creadigol.

Roedd y prosiect yn bartneriaeth rhwng Llenyddiaeth Cymru; timau Cymunedau yn Gyntaf Tonyrefail, Gilfach Goch ac Evanstown; Sefydliad Cymunedol Clwb Pêl-droed Dinas Caerdydd; Trenau Arriva Cymru; Gwasanaeth Llyfrgelloedd Caerdydd a Fframwaith.

Mike Jenkins

Cafodd disgyblion o ysgolion cynradd Hendreforgan, YGG Tonyrefail, Cwmlái, Tref y Rhug, Abercerdin, Tonyrefail a Williamstown fwynhau amrywiaeth o weithdai gan gynnwys:

Barddoniaeth Syrcas gyda Mike Church; All Skilled Up gyda Sefydliad Cymunedol Clwb Pêl-droed Dinas Caerdydd; teithiau gydag Arriva Trains o’r Porth i orsaf Ganolog Caerdydd gyda’r awduron Phil Carradice, Patrick Jones a Mike Church; barddoniaeth gerdded gyda Ric Hool; barddoniaeth furluniau gydag Anita Flowers a Dom Williams a diwrnod ysgrifennu am chwaraeon gyda’r awduron Mike Church, Mike Jenkins a Peter Read.

Peter Read

Detholiadau o waith:

Ysgol Gynradd Cwmlái gyda Phil Carradice:

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see ?

The river

As long as a rocket

Flying into space

People playing

As happy as monkeys

Rubbish

In the river

Like one cares

This is what I see

Train journey

What do you see?

A beautiful legend,

The river Taff,

Sparkling in the sunlight

Like a smashed mirror,

Gazing in the water,

Look through the window

What do you

See?

A silent dirty rundown graveyard,

Like an empty

Moody world,

Look through the window

What do yousee?

A dozen leafless white trees standing taller

Than ever,

Rustling in the wind

I look through the window and this  is what

I see.

Train Journey 

Look through the window

What do you see?

Paper blowing about

Like a tumble of weed,

People pushing

Through

Like no one cares.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Flag’s waving about

As if there is a tornado,

Bread in the river

Like broken pieces

Of an ice-berg.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Bricks as big as tiles,

Lines

Crossing each other

Like people on the pavement.

I look through the window ….

This is what I see

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

A house

Like a box

With no-one in it.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Rubbish

Lining the trees

Like leaves

Waving.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Cars zooming

Through the light

To go home.

Train journey

Look though the window

What do you see?

Ladders tall

And thin

As we pass by

On our train

Look through the window

What do you see?

Plastic bottles

On the track side

As we woosh past

Look though the window

What do you see?

Birds

Flying higher

Than trees

Like planes

In the sky

Look though the window

What do you see?

Cars speeding past

Like jet fighters

Look through the window

What do you see?

Cameras like spy’s watching us

As we ride past

Here on our train

I looked through the window

This is what I see

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Fields and cows

And sheep

Looking around

For nice grass

Look through the window

What do you hear?

Car’s swishing

Back and fourth

The roads

As if they are jets!

Look through the window

What do you feel?

The fresh air

Blowing

Against your face.

Look through the window

What do you see?

The train stopping

At Cardiff central

The excitement

Of getting off

That is what I see,

When I look through the window!

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Stumps standing silently

On the grass

Leaves waving past them.

Look through the window

What do you see?

A bell tower

Wasted

Rusted bells

The tower looking like

It is about to fall

Big smoke cloud

Will come when it does

Look out the window

This is what I see.

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Hear children

Shouting and screaming

As loud

As they can

All having fun.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Children laughing

And playing

And enjoying the great fun.

Look through the window

What do you see?

A train

Zooming past

Like a rocket

Train Journey

Over the bridge

In the distance

I see majestic mountains.

Under the dark tunnel

We are fearful with fright

As we go.

Around the river

We see how gently it flows

It sparkles

While we pass by.

Through the countryside

We see wild free animals

Running across the fields

We travel on!

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Children shouting

And screaming

In the school yard

Having fun.

Trains rushing back and fore

People can hear

The horns

Loudly

So the trains can say hello

Stopping, starting

Into the stations

People getting on and off.

I look out of the window

And I can see Castell Coch

Standing still

Like a wooden box

Doing nothing

No-on in it

And no-one coming out of it

Flags waving

In the crashing song

Of the wind .

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Other trains

Running as fast

As leopards

Look through the window

What do you see?

A river

Bashing

Against the rocks

Like a pick

Digging

In the ground

Look through the window

What do you see?

A castle

Rising

Out of the earth

Like god

Is summoning it

A horrible smell

Of brakes

As the train

Shuddered to a stop

I look through the window

This is what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Wide hills,

Looming up against me,

Like the darkness,

Looms in,

On the closed in,

Scared children,Look through the window,

What do you see?

Pointed mountains,

Trying to touch,

The top of the world,

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Houses lined up in rows,

Like mighty soldiers,

Ready to salute,

Look through the window

What do you see?

The river Taff,

Winding round,

Under the train tracks,

Like a snake slithering,

To it’s den.

Train Journey

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Trampolines

Lonely

Their friends are in school

They think it’s like no ones

On the planet

I see

Rubbish taking over

The rivers

It’s like rubbish

Taking over the world

I look through the window

This is what I see.

Look through the window,

What do you see?

I see Treforest station

Waiting for the next train to arrive,

I see old train tracks

Covered with branches

As untidy as my room,

I see traffic lights,

Bright and colourful to see.

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Mountains green and strong

Aeroplanes dashing

Through the air

Making, sure

Everyone’s safe

I look through the window

This is what I see.

Train journey

Look through the window what do you see

A smelly old farm that has so many dirty animals it smells like rotten milk.

Look through the window what do you see

An old train station with news papers blowing like the trees in strong high winds.

Look through the window what do you see

Graffiti as colourful as rainbows.

Trains thatare as smelly and as dirty as a old abandoned  scrap yard.

I look through the window this is what I see.

Train journey

Look out the window

What do you see?

I see graffiti every second

Like chewing gum on the floor

Look out the window

What do you see?

I see litter scattered along the pavements

Blowing like leaves in the wind.

Bins stand

As still as a statue

Yet people dropping litter every hour

Look out the window

and this is what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

The train tracks

All squeaky and smelling

Like a sewer

Lots of houses

Pretty like flowers

And as we pass

The trees sing

In the

Breeze

Look through the window

What do you see?

Castle Coch

Standing alone

Everyone from its time

Has gone

And the years

Flew by

Look through the window

What do you see?

A weir swishing

Its water

To make it

Like a pretty fall

Of water

To the Taff’s big stream

I look through the window

This is what I see

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Children having fun

Out in the yard

Other trains

Whooshing by

Like jet aeroplanes

Different birds

Flying over meadows

And houses

Rivers flowing

At 100 mph

Making lovely sounds

And sights

Chimneys puffing out smoke

And fumes

I looked through the window  and this is what I saw.

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Lights flashing

This way and that

Like gems sparkling

In the moonlight

Look through the window

What do you see?

A castle standing tall

With knights galloping on horses

As fast as rockets

Look through the window

This is what I see

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

An old round football

Stuck on the track

Trying to run

Before a train comes.

Look out the window

What do you see

Graffiti

As colour

As a rainbow

Look through the window

what do you see?

A leaf

floating down

to the ground

like rubbish

falling

fromsomeones pocket

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Ginormous buildings

Towering over

Like dinosaurs

With dark hearts

Look through the window

What do you see?

CCTV cameras

Spying

Like criminals

In the dark

Look through the window

what do you see?

road signs

Standing still

Still as buildings

Waiting there

To be taken away

Look through the window

What do you see?

A helicopter

Whirling  above

Like a bird

Preparing to fly north

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Fences standing strong

Like  bricks

Bridges

As hard as a building

Trains flashing by

As fast as a car

Look through the window

What do you see?

Rubbish flying

Like an cloud

Swishing

By the window

Look through the window

What do you see?

Birds swooping

Though the sky

Making beautiful noise

Look through the window

What do you see?

Children playing

Laughing as they playing

Their hair

Brushing their forehead

That’s what I see

When I look through the window

Train journey

Look through the window what do you see,

Buildings tall and empty,

Just like me.

A truck whizzing past,

Just like a jet,

Passing by.

Rubbish hanging,

As I pass.

A shop with goods

Waving at me.

A bus sparkling

An empty house

With ivy

Staring at me.

A traffic light

Changing colour as I pass.

This is what I see

Look through the window what do you see?

Phil Carradice

Abercerdin Train poems with Phil Carradice

Train journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Big long rails

That’s what I see.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Rails over rails

Like if they are following me.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Cardiff Station

Is calling me.

Look through the window

This is what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Old wrecks

Of canoes

As green as grass

That’s what I see

Look through the window

What do you see?

Strange strangers

Looking at me

They don’t think

That’s what I see

Look through the window

What do you see?

The millennium stadium

Staring at me

Were ill be

In six years

I look through the window

And that’s what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Tracks rumbling

Clashing

And crashing

Look through the window

What do you see?

Dull grey schools

With colourful windows

Like paintings

On a gallery wall

Look through the window

What do you see?

People talking

Amongst their selves

Like babies

Speaking

Their own language.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Signs with prices

Flashing past me

As quick as lightning

Look through the window

What do you see?

The fog

As grey

As a giant whale

Lying down

To watch over us

With beady eyes

Look through the window

This is what I see

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Pontypridd,

Strangers glazing at me,

Like a bear

Waiting to strike

His prey,

Look through the window

What do you see?

A cinema,

Packed with people.

I look through the window

This is what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

Strange strangers

Staring at me

Huge bags

And cases

Like giant balloons

Look through the window

What do you see?

Foreign people

Talking on their phones

Eating their sandwiches

Drinking their drinks

Who knows what they’re thinking

Look through the window

What do you see?

Pens and pencils

Jotting down ideas

On paper

Sitting in cafes drinking tea

I look through the window

This is what I see.

Train Journey

Look through the window

What do you see?

A railway track

The size of a castle

Cars speeding

Along the road

Colourful posters

Red and bright orange

Like the sun

Look through the window

This is what I see.

Train Trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

Station upon station

Like flat roads

And people

Like insects

Standing

Waiting

There

Look through the window

What do you see?

Cars all parked up

Like snakes going up the road

I look through the window

And this is what I see.

Train Trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

Pointed Castle Coch

As red as blood

Look through the window

What do you see?

Sparkling waterfall

Floating by

Look through the window

What do you see?

Sparkling pointed stones

Digging into me

Look through the window

What do you see?

Look through the window

What do you see?

Gigantic mountains

as green as the Irish flag

I look through the window

And this is what I see.

Train Trip

Look through the window.

What do you see?

Trains screeching

Like lions

Dragging there claws

Against metal

Look through the window.

What do you see?

Cars

Rushing around

Never stopping

Never going slow

Gets you there

Where you want to go

Look through the window.

What do you see?

Colour’s bursting

Out from walls

And home’s

Colour everywhere

Look through the window

And this is what I see.

Train Trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

Weird strangers

Staring at me,

With huge eyes

Bulging

As big as buildings.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Foreign people

On iPods

And phones

Looking very busy.

Look through the window

What do you see?

Restaurants

And cafes,

Yummy,

Pencils and Pens

Jotting down ideas

On paper

Just for me!

Look through the

That’s what I see.

Train trip

Look trough the window

what do you see?

Ivy slowly

but gradually

creeping

up a tree.

Look through the window

what do you see?

Cctv

Watching me

Carefully

like an eagle

watches his prey.

Look through the window

What do you see?

trees growing

out of chimneys

like a mouse

creeps out

of his hole.

Train trip

Over the hill like an army of men.

Under the tunnel we fly through the city.

Around the corner like a gush of wind.

Through the countryside we glide softly.

Train trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

The grass as green

As the leaves

On the trees

Dukes sitting

On top

Of the weir

Streets of houses

With washing

On the line

Rubbish thrown

Along the river

And train traces

Some one using

An I phone 4 s

I look

Through the window

And this is what I see.

Train trip

Look through the window.

What do you see?

The sky

As blue as the ocean

As lively as a tiger

Killing it’s pray.

Look through the window.

What do you see?

People looking at me

Like CCTV

Watching sop lifters

Stealing.

Look through the window.

What do you see?

A train

With brakes

As loud as the scream

Of the supporters

When Wales score

The winning try

I look through the window

And this is what I see.

Train trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

Grass as green

As an Irish flag

The sky as blue

As a blue bag

People talking

As loud

As a helicopter

Taking off.

I look through the window

And this is what I see.

Train trip

Over the bridges

Like thunder

Rumbling

On the rail way tracks

Under the tunnel

We go

Like lightning

Quick

Through the caves

As dark

As black night

Around the would

We visit

The countries

All very poor.

Train trip

Look through the window

What do you see?

People pushing

Like they are bullying

Look through the window

What do you see?

Cows and sheep

Grazing on hay

And grass

Look through the window

What do you see?

The welsh stadium

Saturday’s game against Italy

And Wales won

Look through the window

What do you see?

A dog in the river

Splashing

And drinking

The water

When I look through the window

This is what I see.

Train trip

Look through the window,

What do you see?

A huge building

Above me,

Like a whole universe

Right in my hands.

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Clouds in the sky

Floating in

The breeze,

Stations and stations

Rushing by,

There’s more I

Just can’t believe

My eyes.

Look through the window,

What do you see?

Birds flying

Above the train

Watching me,

As I stare

Like an eagle

Glaring at its prey.

I look through the window,

And this is what I see.

Train trip

Look through the window.

What do you see?

Diggers,

As big as mountains,

Controls,

As complicated as a puzzle.

Look through the window.

What do you see?

Trees,

With leaves

As green as grass,

And branches,

As brown as chocolate.

Look through the window.

What do you see?

A mobile phone,

As expensive as a fur coat,

With a screen,

As bright as the sun.

I look through the window,

And this is what I see

Anita Flowers

Abercerdin  with Anita Flowers

Angel

As bright as the sun

As white as the snow

Floating very slow

Hiding behind clouds

As quiet as can be

Angels can be boys

Angels can be girls

Angels can be ugly

Angels can be pretty

Angels can be tall

Angels can be small

Angels are bright

Angels are kind

They help you every day.

Angels

Angels can have any colour hair

They live in Heaven

Angels wear a white dress with a golden halo

Angels can be opera singers

They are loving

Angels live on Heaven and Earth

Angels smell fragrant

Angels can be pretty

Angels can be ugly

My Angel

My Angel would be:

Precious as parents

Kind as a teacher

Slender as a silhouette

Powerful as a cheetah

Have a high pitched voice like a violin

Be gently fragrant like flowers

Be as strong as a rhino

As loving as a friendly cat

As caring as Grandparents

Glowing as white as snow

Angels

Angels are kind

Angels are joyful

Angels are funny

All the time

Up in Heaven

Up in the sky

Looking down over us

As loving as a person

As bright as the light

Angels are good

All the time

Angels

Angels mean to help

People in need of love

Angels care

But no-one seems to be aware

But I am aware

That’s why I believe

Angels

Have wings

They live in Heaven

They have halos on their head

The sound of them saying ohhh

They are nice and help all the time

They are bright and colourful

They wear dresses and smell nice

Boy Angels wear lynx Excite final edition

And eat tacos.

Angels

Angels are cute

Angels are loving

Angels are squealing

Angels are delicate

Angles give wishes

Angels can be stunning

Angels can be ugly

Angels hide behind clouds

Angels are with us.

Angels mean:

Love a gift from God

Kindness, a gift from Jesus

Thoughtfulness when you need them

Help

They can be male or female

They are people floating towards me

“I will help” they say

I feel skin, cold skin

They are blond and gold

They gave me a wish

I wished that I was perfect.

Angels

Angels are like humans and flies mixed

Because they can fly like flies

They have a human body

They are as small as a fly

They can be as ugly as a fly

And as pretty as a model.

Angels

Angels mean love to me

Angels look like they have gold

They have white hair and fluffy wings

A white dress and diamond necklace

If an Angel gave me a wish

I would wish for

My family to be happy

I wish that my cousin would get better

I wish I had a puppy

An Angel smells like

A bag of flowers

They always smile.

Angels

Angels are fun, Angels are sweet

Angels could be anything you see

Maybe they’re small

Maybe they’re tall

I see Angels jumping on

Clouds floating in the breeze

When they fly

I imagine the sky

Because Angels can be sweet

They have nice smiles

They smell of fragrance

Like butterflies

They talk in a little whisper

I could barely hear

Because they feel like

Soft fur

Angels are sweet.

Angels

Angels mean joy

Angels mean happiness

Angels mean light

That guides you

Angels are good singers

Angels are beautiful

Angels are kind

And help you every day

Angels are bright

Angels don’t fight

Angels are there for you

Day and night.

Angels 

Angels can be loving

Angels can be boys or girls

Angels hide behind the clouds

Angels singing means they are happy

Angels can be pretty

Angels can be bright

Angels can be ugly

Angels can be lovely

But it really doesn’t matter about their appearance.

Angel

Angel is kind

Angel tells me what to do

Angel is good looking

Angel is ugly

Angel is a bright light

Angel lives in Heaven

Angel is a good singer

Angel glows like snow

Angel has bright wings

Angel is loving.

Angel

I can dance with her

I could take her to the park

My Angel is small and sunny

She is white

She has brown, short hair

She smells nice

She sings La la la la

She is kind and friendly

My Angel can speak

She has a sweet voice

She can walk through things

She is fun loving

She can fly

She smells like flowers.

My Angel

My Angel is funny

My Angel is a great dancer

A great rugby player

A great footballer

Has a banana gun

Likes swinging in trees

My Angel has brown fur

And climbs trees

Class Angels poem

When I put my head against

My arm

I see lots of colours and shapes:

Angels with short hair,

Smell like strawberries.

They can speak with a sweet voice.

They feel bouncy.

Angel is helpful and friendly,

They climb trees,

Can walk through things.

Angel is fun-loving,

As tall as a wall,

Has white feathers,

Can be really hyper.

Angel is a clear as water,

wears a school uniform.

Angel can fly,

Sing Angel songs.

Angel is a horse with wings,

Sometimes smells like raspberries.

They are looking for wonderful friends,

Shine like stars with prettiness,

Sound like harps playing.

They are very sweet and smell like roses.

They fly everywhere,

Wear gold clothes,

Can be bonkers,

Smell like chocolate.

Angel will love and cherish throughout the day.

angel

Walking Poetry Abercerdin Primary with Ric Hool

We are the giants of this new hill

We love to play we love to sing

We enjoy every day that we are here

We play ball and run and play

I love the new hill it is brill

For both of us

As we are the new giants of this new hill

We are the new giants of the new hill

We stand very tall and still

People come, stop and stare

But we don’t really give a care

Will I see my builder again

Maybe I should write to him with paper and pen

Now the day has come to an end

People say goodbye good friend

We are the giants of the new hill

The Forest

The whistling of the wind dashing through the trees

The splashing of the cold water running

The quacking of the ducks playing about

The feeling of the moss and the twigs under my feet

The feeling of the sun beaming down

The feeling of the acorns cracking in my hand.

The forest

The tweet of the chick

The cry of the baby

The sparkle of the crystal

The feeling of the ghost rushing by

The feel of the soft snow

The feel of the darkness.

The forest

The sound of the animals scratch

The sound of the water sploshing on the rocks

The sound of the leaves crunching under my feet

The feel of the wind swishing past me

The feel of the bee touching me

The feel of the darkness up ahead.

I’m walking along a path and I heard beside me

A buzz of a bee

I saw next to me a dripping stream

I see in front of me leaning trees on a slippery slope

I feel lonely and silent like someone is watching me

I’m walking along a path

I’m walking along a path and I hear some noises

What are they? Where are they coming from?

What should I do?

Where should I go? How do I get back?

I don’t know my way back.

I hear twigs snapping and the hoo of an owl.

I see silent shadows among leaves that are falling on the ground

The darkness is closing in on me

Ahhh…

Forest

The crackling of pinecones in my hands

The scraping of the stones under my feet

The swooshing of the trees as tall as the mountains

The feel of the wind blowing on my face

The roughness of the stones in the palm of my hands

The feel of the leaves as I pick them up

The forest

The rustling of the leaves in the bushes

The feel of the moss on the floor

The sound of people chattering

The feel of the darkness creeping up my neck

The sound of the animals squeaking and squawking

The feel of the ghosts haunting the entire forest

What should I do?.