Cora Creates
Sunday, 3 April 2016
beautiful art!!!
Hello guys! Today I wanted to show you some of the art I have always wanted to be able to do. The picture you see here is NOT by me - it is by a painter called Bob Ross (see his website at www.bobross.com) but I would like to be able to do some thing like it someday. On other posts I will upload some of my pictures so you can see what I can do. This post is a bit about what I want to do.

INVISBLE POEM
In a mysterious house,
In the centre of a forest,
There lives a most mysterious boy,
Named Boris.
Hung on the wall,
Nice and tall,
There is an invisible picture of an invisible boy,
Painting an invisible toy.
The sofa is upside-down,
On his door there is a dressing-gown,
Entirely made of spiders' thread,
And he sleeps in an unusual bed.
But almost everywhere,
Everything is invisible.
In his living room,
Somehow,
He has got an invisible floor,
And an invisible door.
But one thing he loves,
Is his TV.
Which he can't see.
Wednesday, 2 December 2015
SILLY SALLY SITZ SALCH
Sally Salch was very silly on Christmas Day.
She would not eat her mince pie.
She said she'd rather eat hay.
Her parents tried to feed her
with something she would like.
But the shops were out of pizza,
macaroni and candy too.
And the bins got full
with moldy bread turning blue.
Hard sticky toffee.
Half a bottle of chocolate sprinkled coffee.
Slimy cold apple pie.
Peanut-butter too hard and dry.
Rubbery, slubbery oatmeal.
A sticky orange still in its peel.
Soon she got so skinny,
her mother forced her to try and eat
but Sally didn't think it was a treat.
She simply stood there
and refused to look
at one tiny piece of fruit.
But Sally didn't notice a piece of banana peel,
And as she walked by,
She slipped for real,
And her face fell splat into a pie.
She would not eat her mince pie.
Her parents tried to feed her
with something she would like.
But the shops were out of pizza,
macaroni and candy too.
And the bins got full
with moldy bread turning blue.
Hard sticky toffee.
Half a bottle of chocolate sprinkled coffee.
Slimy cold apple pie.
Peanut-butter too hard and dry.
Rubbery, slubbery oatmeal.
A sticky orange still in its peel.
Soon she got so skinny,
her mother forced her to try and eat
but Sally didn't think it was a treat.
She simply stood there
and refused to look
at one tiny piece of fruit.
But Sally didn't notice a piece of banana peel,
And as she walked by,
She slipped for real,
And her face fell splat into a pie.
Wednesday, 25 November 2015
Welcome to Cora Creates!
Hello everyone and welcome to this new blog - Cora Creates.
Who is Cora? Well, she is our lively creative ten year old daughter. Since she has been old enough to hold a pencil and glue-stick she has been creating; drawing, painting, collage, poems, stories, cards - you name it, she's created it. She loves to come running down the stairs to show us her new creations. She has given us so much joy that we got talking about it one day with her Granny and we thought why not share her work with the world? If she has given us pleasure then I'm sure she can give pleasure to others too.
Enjoy her work. We do!
Who is Cora? Well, she is our lively creative ten year old daughter. Since she has been old enough to hold a pencil and glue-stick she has been creating; drawing, painting, collage, poems, stories, cards - you name it, she's created it. She loves to come running down the stairs to show us her new creations. She has given us so much joy that we got talking about it one day with her Granny and we thought why not share her work with the world? If she has given us pleasure then I'm sure she can give pleasure to others too.
Enjoy her work. We do!
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