A beautiful piece of descriptive writing by one of Mr Dalton’s Year 9s.

Forest Description

Casting light, ablaze, the opulent jewel shone under its shroud of clouds. Cascading, the rays of the beaming sun danced onto the fresh lime grass. The crooked branches, cut through, forming ribbons of light. Slowly, it wavered through the towers of wood, lightly illuminating the landscape.

Towering, daunting, winding giants, with an amour of brown and green stood firm, its branches like claws ready to grasp onto its prey. Damp, decaying residue held onto the colossal trunks’ roots, which slithered into the dead leaves. The rough bark grazed against the horizon of grass.

A blanket of crisp leaves and twigs had laid on the earth’s ground, enriched with auburn shades. Creatures scuttled breaking the serenity. Winds whispered into the creeks and corners as shadows lingered around; a dark hazy reflection, much intimidating. The lustrous blades of green concealing the frenzy with peace.

The life of the woodland endured the serenading sirens of the birds, each creature swarming out of their habitat. Wings of chirping souls treated the forests ear with notes of joy. The rooftops of the trees, a veil over nature embedded with leaves that swayed, harnessed a sense of security for below.