21. Mountains
Emerges above the land into their peak.
It is the sky they constantly seek.
From the far distance, we won't notice their height.
Emerges above the land into their peak.
It is the sky they constantly seek.
From the far distance, we won't notice their height.
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The clouds above are gray and dark.
With sound of thunder, lighten spark.
Rain that falls to earthly ground.
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One of four siblings,
the youngest of course.
Or am I the oldest?
Not really sure.
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Over in the meadow,
In the sand, in the sun,
Lived an old mother toad
And her little toadie one.
The grass so green,
the sun so bright.
Life seems a dream,
no worries in sight.
I really love this site. I have become very inspired by this. I want to read more poems about all the relationships and a lot more things on earth. Thank you.
A robin and a crow were perched upon a fence,
an unlikely combination, but they seemed to be good friends.
Standing in the mid-day sun each on a separate picket,
basking in its rays while staring at a cricket.
Once I did hear my brother call
The sun a giant fire ball.
How can that be?
For what I see,
The poem written in simple colloquial language expresses the genuine thoughts of an innocent child who admires nature.
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The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
Really nice. There's not a much more spectacular site than a full moon, especially on a snow covered landscape.
Hey, little stick bug
Clinging to a stem.
Where did you come from?
How did you land?
Snow is falling to the ground,
Piling up in enormous mounds.
School is canceled for the day.
Children run outside to play.
We, in grade three, love your snow poem. We have included own illustrations and we are going to read your poem to our Learning Buddy class of grades primary and one! We like having snow days too!
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How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
The poem is really relaxing. I smiled as I read; it's just like riding a swing. Simple things like this make life beautiful. And the garden green, the roof so brown, the air so blue.... it's...
Snow white fluff
We've had enough
Gracefully flowing
While it's snowing
Angry piles left by plows
All of the horrays turn into growls!
The red and white striped lighthouse,
Standing by the sea,
As quiet as a mouse,
Telling boats where it be.
This touches my heart, because it brings back beautiful memories of all the lighthouses that I have seen in my lifetime. And the heartfelt meaning when you hear the story of the lighthouse....
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Boats sail on the rivers,
And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier far than these.
My 11-year-old daughter loved this and learned quickly to recite it.
Look outside, see the trees.
Watch the flowers in the breeze.
Things won't be like this in a year or two
If polluting is all we do.
I'm a college student who found your poem almost 10 years later. I am using it for my literacy analysis paper for an Intro to Literature class! If you ever come back here, just know your poem...
Have you ever chased the setting sun,
just to have fun?
Have you ever gazed at moon and stared,
This is a very beautiful poem that speaks of several aspects of nature, which takes us back to our childhood in which we lived in close contact with nature. We enjoyed pretending to play and...
If winter were a person, she would be a girl with frosty hair.
Winter would wear snow pants, snow boots, gloves, a hat, and scarf.
Winter would smell like hot chocolate and peanut butter and Hershey Kiss cookies baking in the oven.
Winter would spend the day eating cookies and drinking hot cocoa by a lake.
A beautiful, inspirational poem Olivia, most impressive for someone only ten years old. Loved it!!!
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How good to lie a little while
And look up through the tree!
The Sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.
The wind began to blow
And shook the trees
Heads turned up in unison
Witnessing a season of change
I love fall! It's my favorite season. Enjoy! Your poem is lovely.