Nature Poems

By: Jordan SwackhamerPeriod 25-22-14Mrs. Love

Spring: the season of JoyBy Rahat Sandhu

The spring is here and the sun is bright,Everyone is playful they are not having anyone’s fright.I could see the little birds swaying their wings,I could hear the pretty flowers sing.The green leaves that are dancing in the air,Are fearless from everyone present here.Tip! Tip! Tip! The water falls,Sweep! Sweep! Sweep! The caterpillar crawls.And when the playful squirrels run,They seem that they are having so much fun.As the small kids are swinging high,Their rosy pink cheeks get shy.Jumping, jumping come the rabbits,I really praise their lovely habits.As they play with their long ears,Everyone forgets their cries and tears.But lets wait for the butterflies, Who keep on flying in the endless skies.But now mam taps on the door,And it's the time to go indoor.I'm always eager for the spring to come,Because it brings along so much fun.

Spring: the Season of JoyBy Rahat Sandhu

I like this poem because I love the season of Spring. I thought it would be appropriate because the weather is finally starting to get nicer. I also liked this poem because it’s very catchy. A specific feature that stood out in this poem is the use of an onomatopoeia. In the seventh line, the falling water makes a “tip” sound according to the author. The use of the onomatopoeia helps to enhance the description in the poem.

The Wind

By Dee McDonald

The wind it moves in wondrous waysThrough the tree branches it blows and its swaysIt takes all the leaves and flies them so highThen briefly it lets go and they fall from the sky Its strength is so varied from timid to strongThe length of the blowing can be short or longSometimes it tickles the tip of your noseSometimes sends shivers to the tips of your toes It can bring some surprises with each passing dayThe wind will surprise you in many a wayThe sweet sound of whistling, the roar of a stormIt can bring you some happiness and also bring harm The next time you see a bag blow down the street The next time you feel the wind at you feetRemember its power, its beauty and graceFor the wind can be anywhere, it can be any place.

The WindBy Dee McDonald

I chose this poem because I liked the rhyme scheme of it. It seems to flow very nicely throughout the entire poem. A specific feature that I found was personification. In the second stanza it says, “sometimes [the wind] tickles your nose”. This is personification because the wind can’t literally tickle your nose. The use of this personification helps to make the poem more visual and relatable to the reader.

SummerBy Destinee

The grass so green,The sun so bright,Life seems a dream,No worries in sight Tans and tank tops,Laughter and bliss,Each moment passes,Without even a miss

Friends and cookouts,Memories and laughs,Good times to remember,But how long will it last The grass soon fades,Leaves begin to fall,School replaces sleepovers,Oh I'll miss it all

SummerBy Destinee

I chose this poem because it’s about my favorite season, summer. All of the things that the author talks about is ideal to how I spend my summer. Also, the activities described in the poem can be very relatable to whoever is interpreting the poem. A specific feature that I found was rhyme scheme. In this poem, the last word of the second line will rhyme with the last word of the fourth line. This pattern occurs in every stanza.

Nature’s WayBy Heidi Campbell

Upon a nice mid-spring day,Let's take a look at Nature's way,Breathe the scent of nice fresh air,Feel the breeze within your hair.The grass will poke between your toes,Smell the flowers with your nose,Clouds form shapes within the skies,And light will glisten from your eyes.Hear the buzzing of the bees,Climb the tallest willow trees,Look across the meadow way,And you shall see a young deer play.Pick the daisies as they grow,Watch a gentle cold stream flow,Know the sounds of water splash,Catch its glimmer in a flash.When altogether all seems sound,Lay yourself upon the ground,Take a moment to inhale,And listen to Nature tell her tale...

Nature’s WayBy Heidi Campbell

I chose this poem because it’s a cute little poem about the outdoors. This poem has two features: rhyme scheme and personification. The last word of the first and second lines rhymes, then the last word of the third and fourth lines rhymes, and so on. The last line of the poem shows personification. It says, “And listen to nature tell her tale”. This is personification because we know that nature can’t really talk.

The SunBy Mary Oliver

Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful

than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon

and into the clouds or the hills, or the rumpled sea, and is gone– and how it slides again

out of the blackness, every morning, on the other side of the world, like a red flower

streaming upward on its heavenly oils, say, on a morning in early summer, at its perfect imperial distance– and have you ever felt for anything such wild love– do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure

that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you

as you stand there, empty-handed– or have you too turned from this world–

or have you too gone crazy for power, for things?

The SunBy Mary Oliver

I chose this poem because of the ability for the author to make you picture the beautiful scene of a sunset. This poem has imagery as it’s feature. There are many adjectives to describe the sun in order to provide imagery. Also, the author does a great job of describing the horizon in which the sun floats toward. This poem brings a clear image of the sunset to my head whenever I read it.

The beachBy Cassidy Stussy

The cool breeze is blowing and the sand in your toes, How can life get any better.Lounging in the beach chair, trying to get the perfect tan.The palm tree leaves getting swayed in the gentle breeze;They make a relaxing sound.The tide is coming in and making a loud splash on the sand.The water gets closer and nips the end of your toes withA warm kiss.Take a walk along the beach and let the sandSink between your toes sending a shiver Up your spine. Go to the waters edge and look down at the clarity of the water. The water gets close and nips your toes again, beckoning you To come in. Step into the water and feel the warmth like a hot bath.The cool breeze is blowing and the sand in your toes,How can life get any better.

The beachBy Cassidy Stussy

I chose this poem because it’s about the beach. My favorite place to visit or go on vacation is at the beach. It describes every aspect that I love about going there. A specific feature found in this poem is a simile. “Step into the water and feel the warmth like a hot bath.” In this simile, the water is being described as a hot bath.

The MeadowBy Robert Edgar Burns

In the meadow of the valley, Where wild flowers are roaming free.There are multitudes of colorsAnd their backdrop forest greens. There I sit and watch reflectionsOf the clouds above the lake.And the creatures drinking from it, A deer, a swan, a snake.

To accentuate this beauty, Are the mountains far away.That rise above the woodlands, “Look up” they seem to say.

While climbing one great mountain, I see the meadow that’s below.Looking even now more lovely, Than when I was below.

So when you’re in a valley, Looking up, you’ll want to climb.But you’ll see that this new visionIs no more lovely than what’s behind. Let’s plan while on our front porchAs we both sip lemonade, To go exploring in open meadows, And leave behind this cooling shade! Won’t you join me in my meadow? Let’s delight in all we see.And frolic in the sunshine, As our love grows by degrees!

The MeadowBy Robert Edgar Burns

I chose this poem because it’s very calm and relaxing. It’s a peaceful poem that provides a little bit of imagery. That’s the feature I chose to talk about for this poem. The author talks about the many colors of the wild flowers and watching the reflections of clouds within a lake. Describing these two things could make anyone picture the scene in their mind as they’re reading this poem.

The SkyBy Chelsea Poshni

Have you seen the Sunset and SunriseAnd the Horizon that's a prizeHow the colors mix and meltAnd look as soft as feltHow they float away into blackAs you wish them backAnd that feeling that makes you sadHow the tears come and just make you madBut then you see the starsThat are so small they could fit in jarsNow there's so manyYou'd by each one with a pennyHow they shine so brightAnd don't put up a fightSo you stand watching them twinkle and shineThen you realize you feel fineSo you sighAnd say goodbye.

The SkyBy Chelsea Poshni

I chose this poem because it’s another poem about the sky. Along with the other one, this poem paints a mental picture in my head as well. The feature I found in this poem is alliteration. In the third line, the author says, “How the colors mix and melt”. In this line, the words ‘mix’ and ‘melt’ are used right beside each other and they have the same beginning sound. Therefore, this is an alliteration.

My CreekBy Judith Pleasant

I have never seen such a lovely sight As the creek that is flowing with speedy delight.When I look out my window and down below, The glistening beauty of it is all a glow. It flows over the rocks and makes pretty white peaks. The awesome beauty I always will seek. As it rolls with rapid grace all the way down. The rustling water makes a wonderful sound. It comes down out of the mountains From a spring I suppose, As the water flows by, its beauty does grow.

This beautiful memory I held over the years, Was something from my childhoodThat I hold very dear. It is only a memory now in my mind, Because I went back to see it one more time. To my shock and much unease, They had let my creek stop flowing, And be overgrown with weeds and trees.

When I saw the sight I almost cried, Because when I was young I looked at my creek with love of natureAnd with much pride.

I still can’t believe, They would let it disappear.So I can no longer see it, or no longer hear. It breaks my heart to know, People who care so little about letting Such beautiful things of natureNo longer be here

My CreekBy Judith Pleasant

I chose this poem because it’s related to my childhood along with the author’s. It describes a beautiful, flowing creek that the author use to play in and visit as a child. The specific feature I found in this poem is free verse. The poem is broken up into seven stanzas, but the number of lines in each stanza is inconsistent. Also, there is rhyme in the poem, but it’s inconsistent as well.

A Blessing for the WoodsBy Michael S. Glaser

Before I leave, almost without noticingBefore I cross the road and head towardWhat I have intentionally postponed—

Let me stop to say a blessing for these woods:For crows barking and squirrels scampering,For trees and fungus and multi-colored leaves,

For the way sunlight laces with shadowsThrough each branch and leaf of tree,For these paths that take me in,For these paths that lead me out

A Blessing for the WoodsBy Michael S. Glaser

I chose this poem because I love exploring in the woods. When I read this poem, I could picture the woods I use to play in by my old house from my childhood. The poem is very descriptive, and that’s what I like about it. A specific feature I found in this poem was alliteration. In the fifth line it says, “For crows barking and squirrels scampering”. The part that says squirrels scampering is the alliteration used. The use of this alliteration adds to the descriptiveness of the poem and gives the reader a clean visual as well.

School

School Lifeless, boring

Writing, typing, thinkingI would much rather be sleeping

School

Autumn Leaves

The bright, autumn leavesFall slowly towards the dark groundLighting up the dim path

SunlightThe gleaming sunlightBrings warmth throughout my bodyBrightening my skin,Illuminating the world,And spreading joy everywhere

The Five Senses

Happiness is the color of yellowIt tastes like a warm slice of apple pieIt sounds like the joyful cries coming from a playgroundIt smells like fresh cut grassIt looks like a beautiful scene on a beachAnd it makes you feel like you are invincible

I Believe…I believe in the pursuit of happinessThe influence of othersThe drive to be successfulThe struggle of independencyThe power of dedication

But I don’t believe that life should be taken for granted

I believe that only you can shape your futureI believe in respect for eldersI believe that hard work pays off

And I believe that you should treat others the way that you want to be treated