theres a city on the other side id rather live in peaceful ignorance im never going back id rather lay in natures arms bask in natures presence clean air blue sky no fear no stress just air
Roses are red, violets are blue The city is so dreary. The thunderous sounds of laughter Joy, fun, and depression All cloud up everything, including life itself.
The city is loud The farms are quiet We have calm Whereas they destruction The farm is much better Than that ugly apartment building From the eighties.
They wanted an interesting life. I could've given it to them. Calm, serenity, and piece (for once!) A break from their horrible, terrifying life.
They have their GMOs But who cares? We bring life! We don't mass produce We don't manufacture Or release that dreaded carbon dioxide We are life. And life is us. Now, who wouldn't want to to live in a spacious from with everything, Peace, calm, and SLEEP!
Alone At last Peace everywhere No monsters here They can't hurt me Sparkling river so close My haven in the world Flowers smile at me Their beauty incredible An escape from the city the noise the hustle and bustle Sit next to a weeping willow Watch the koi fish Smell the fragrant flowers Take comfort in the shade of an old wood bench Beauty everywhere
Air by Mikel Aki'lah
ReplyDeletetheres a city on the other side
id rather live in peaceful
ignorance
im never going back
id rather lay in natures arms
bask in natures presence
clean air
blue sky
no fear
no stress
just air
Roses are red, violets are blue
ReplyDeleteThe city is so dreary.
The thunderous sounds of laughter
Joy, fun, and depression
All cloud up everything, including life itself.
The city is loud
The farms are quiet
We have calm
Whereas they destruction
The farm is much better
Than that ugly apartment building
From the eighties.
They wanted an interesting life.
I could've given it to them.
Calm, serenity, and piece (for once!)
A break from their horrible, terrifying life.
They have their GMOs
But who cares?
We bring life!
We don't mass produce
We don't manufacture
Or release that dreaded carbon dioxide
We are life.
And life is us.
Now, who wouldn't want to to live in a
spacious from with everything,
Peace, calm, and SLEEP!
Alone
ReplyDeleteBy Alexa Newman
Alone
At last
Peace everywhere
No monsters here
They can't hurt me
Sparkling river so close
My haven in the world
Flowers smile at me
Their beauty incredible
An escape from the city
the noise
the hustle and bustle
Sit next to
a weeping willow
Watch the koi fish
Smell the fragrant flowers
Take comfort in the shade
of an old wood bench
Beauty everywhere
Walking Down the Dirt Road
ReplyDeleteBy: Jada Burke
When I'm walking down the dirt road,
I feel the dirt grip on my rubber boots
Its earthly scent reminds me of new life.
When I'm walking down the dirt road,
i hear the birds' song
Their lovely songs create a tranquil environment,
When I'm walking down the dirt road,
I see dozens of trees surrounding me
They gently dance with the wind
When I'm walking down the dirt road,
I stop and close my eyes
And imagine that it's just nature and me.
The Tree That Weeps
ReplyDeleteBy Sofreaka Sondericker
It's called a weeping willow
And with good reason too
The branches all droop down like tears
And the way it's slouched is rather blue.
I sit beneath the willow tree
In the tree-made cave
I imagine all that it has sheltered
Both the cowardly and brave
As it rains, the rain slips through
And through the branches it's creeping
Gently dripping down on me
As if its truly weeping
It's quiet in the tree-cave
I could almost fall asleep
Asleep under the willow tree
The tree that seems to weep
The Willow Tree
ReplyDeleteAna Finnerty-Haggerty
I sit under the Willow tree
And I am protected from the rain
The sun light shines through the leaves
And the leaves touch the terrain
It is dry under the Willow tree
And the noise is subdued
The rain stains my paper
And my words become unglued
The world is so clam
As I sit under the Willow tree
I think of my summer
And how I am so free
My eyes wander through the leaves
And there is a flower field in the distance
colors of red and blue and violate
remind me of my timeless existence
I sit under the Willow tree
That is Rain
ReplyDeleteBy Claudia T
Rain is a bunch of fairies dancing on the rooftops of houses,
Rain is the tiptoeing of teeny tiny mouses.
Rain is the snapping of God's nimble fingers
Rain is a chorus of soft gentle singers.
Rain is the beating of a newborn's heart,
Rain is a rich and creamy apple tart.