Student Poetry Page

I didn't think this web site would be complete without including the younger poets as well. If you are a student that is in elementary or middle school and would like to have your poetry included here, just e-mail your poems to: srsmith25@yahoo.com. They must be about nature (anything outdoors that is not manmade, such as trees, flowers,  animals, and water ). Please make sure to get permission from your parents before submitting poetry.

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Haiku by Erika Smith, Age 10, May 2004
 
bees sucking nectar
they pollinate the flowers...
along come more sprouts
 
 
red, blue, pink, purple
soaring high in the sky
aren't butterflies cool
 
 

Pandas

 

Oh pandas are beautiful creatures,
They are black and white and rare,
They come in different sizes
And have a lot of hair!!!

They prefere to be cold and damp,
And spend most of their time on mountains,
They also like to be near water
Such as lakes and gushing fountains.

They live in Western China
And usually eat Bamboos
Unlike Dogs who chew
All our favourite shoes!!!!

By Hannah
London, UK
Age 9

 

 

The Old Lonely Crow

In the bleak winter landscape
Like a speck in the snow
Over bare fields and bare forests
flies the old lonely crow.

When the night comes early
And the cold winds blow
There is little to comfort
The old lonely crow.

When he was a youngster
He flew with the flock
Now he's old and grey feathered
And can't fly a lot.

Now he's old and bent backed
And terribly thin
He looks over the field
That he will soon rest in.

His mind casts back
Over many a year
When he flew with the flock
And his family was near.

So he sits for a while
At the set of the sun
And knows in his heart
That his race has been run.

 

By Robert

Age 13

 

 

Lily Flower


Little Lily flower,
Sits alone under the brush.
No neighbors at all,
Except an unblossomed bud.
The fading sun gently sits upon her pink soft petals,
And shadows begin to appear on her only home,
The pond.
Tall grass and dead weeds drape over her,
As if to cover up her loneliness.
Her only friends,
The dark green lily pads,
And even they are swallowed up under the shadows.
She knows the unblossomed bud will never blossom,
For little Lily flower,
Sits alone under the brush.

By Jennifer
Age 12
New York

 

Nature's Song

The green trees of the forest
are as green as the sky is blue.
The birds sing
like angels and fly upon the breeze.
The river flows in the sunlight
sparkling like a moon beam.
The leaves crunch loudly underneath my feet.
Nature sings its wonderful song for all eternity
.

By Madelinn F.

Age 10

New York

 

 

The Fox

A quick flash of copper

Through the bramble and brush,

Petite, gentle pawsteps

On grasses so lush.

A bushy red tail

With a gleaming white crown,

Miniscule; playful,

He resembles a hound.

So swift and agile,

So cunning and sly,

So crafty and clever,

A gleam in his eye.

His jaw slightly open,

His nose to the air,

Prey-scent hangs heavy,

The scent of a hare.

Crouching with stealth

At the first light of dawn,

A leap and a pounce,

And the red fox is gone.

By Caitlin

Massachusetts

Age 12