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December 2014


A garden that cannot compare to any other

A garden of which you have to be respectful, kind, loving and giving to get in

A garden when fate decides your destiny

A garden where birds chirp and hummingbirds hum

A garden where trees are respected and fruits grow upon them

A garden that makes you feel new and wanted every . . . → Read More: December 2014

December 2014

Winter Fun

Spring and summer gone at last
Fall is just in the past.
But, what do you know?
What happened now?
Now you can see the winter ground.
Dancing with the snowflakes is fun.
While making snow angels in the sun.
Winter goes by so quickly
I can’t tell you why missy.
Christmas time is coming near
With all the presents and merry cheer.
Just one more . . . → Read More: December 2014

November 2014

The Hatchling

The hatchling sat atop his nest
He felt the air and stretched his wings
He longed to soar the skies and yet
The fear pressed down and now he sings

“I wish to be out there, my kin;”
He warbled from his lonely perch
“For if a bird be scared of wind,
Then tell me what would be his worth?”

He crept out . . . → Read More: November 2014

November 2014

A Haiku

Sun comes up early
Colors dance across the sky
A new day coming

People rush about
School, work, busy day ahead.
All must be finished

Do all of your chores
Eat, sleep, school, keep pushing hard
It will be worth it

Sun sets under late
Stars twinkle across the sky
A new day ending

(c) 2014 Campbell Elaine G.
Matoaca Middle School
Chesterfield . . . → Read More: November 2014

November 2014

This Poem Makes No Sense

One day, a tiger sat in a tree.
At the same time, drinking a cup of tea.
“At the age of three I was bitten by a bee”, he said to a passing pre-shrunk skunk.
The skunk said “phoo”
His face turned blue.
And he walked off into the sky.
The next day, a boy by the name . . . → Read More: November 2014

November 2014


It’s dark, it’s dirty and cruel
Everywhere you look there’s rubble and fire
Rats, bugs, and blood thirsty soldiers
Bullets whizzing, bombs exploding
That’s life in The Ghetto

(c) 2014 Ray T.
St. Edwards School
Vero Beach . . . → Read More: November 2014

October 2014

This Life

I’m high on life
Music is my heartbeat
Books are the air I breathe
The earth is the sweetest song I sing
The trees and the sea are my temptresses
Challenging me letting me know there is more to explore more to see
I want to experience touch, feel, see everything
I want to do it all
And never forget
. . . → Read More: October 2014

October 2014

Hallow’s Eve

Crisp, cool air blows through the golden sunlight

The sun, brilliant in its own majesty,
Shines bright throughout the countryside

The bittersweet aroma of the land below fills the zephyr

The colors of fall slowly dull as the light withdraws from the sky

Darkness envelops the land…

The moon is aglow, luminous and shimmering in the shadows

The air turns cold . . . → Read More: October 2014

October 2014


With her puffy tutu of puppy nose pink
the graceful moves of silk

She dances
with her hair flowing in the wind
like it’s the brush strokes on the canvas

The dancer is an artist
lost in her imagination
when all is silent

She can paint and sing
bring the birds tweeting
with their wings in the sunset

I sit and wonder
why this dreamlike world . . . → Read More: October 2014

September 2014

Innocent you say!
I think not!
You come in here and curse my home,
You fool!
You must have a DEATH WISH!

My father raised this town,
And you are dumb enough to curse it!
Must I remind you that you are small,
Yes, you must have a DEATH WISH.

© 2014 Skyanna B.
Columbiana Middle School
Columbiana, . . . → Read More: September 2014