Student poems
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Bush
By Keira (Year 8, Katoomba High School)To escape from reality,
the only way to succeed,
is to drive miles and miles,
'till you feel you are freed. -
Unknown Place
By Yasmin (Year 8, Macquarie Fields High School)As white as a sheep
carried by the wind
Exploring and finding its way to an unknown place
To finally be let free of its worries -
My Mother Nature
By Thaman (Year 1, The Knox School)When I open my eyes I saw my mother,
She taught me to share love with each other.
When I grew up little bit,
I found that like my Mum, -
Hopes
By Odessa (Year 5, The Geelong College)As the rain falls, so do many.
As the waves break, so do hearts, aplenty.
Sorrow can grow, like the trees,
And hopes can get lost in the breeze. -
The Forest
By Addison (Year 5, Korowa Anglican Girls' School)Warrior trees stand tall
Their leaves knotting together
Fighting off enemies.
Light twists and turns, -
Cycle
By Charlotte (Year 6, St Ives North Public School)I’ve allotted no leaves to the clasping wind,
But tiny seeds I share
Around the hodgepodge of trees,
the winding basket caresses the ground, -
The Native Koala
By Olivia (Year 5, Our Lady of Fatima Catholic Primary School)The majestic koala clings to the native tree,
The morning air is so dense and foggy she can barely see.
Camouflaged in the tree, her hair so grey and furry blending in with the bark
She eats eucalyptus leaves before it gets dark. -
The Bird
By Ella (Year 5, Ross Park Primary School)The bird flies in the sky with its wings wide
It goes left it goes right it even flies in the night
In the dingo’s sight
It can be blue it can be yellow -
At The Mercy Of The Sea
By Atticus (Year 7, Arden Anglican School)Down by the ocean's rocks and pools
At the mercy of the sea
Is where we always go to roam
Just me, my cousins and me -
Nature
By Emily (Year 10, University High School)When the air is calm and set
Quiet reigns
The Earth comes alive
And breaks out of its chains -
From the filth
By Madison (Year 7, Reddam House)From the filth rises beauty. a beauty akin to a phoenix, fiery, bright full of life from the ashes.
Where once was dirt now lies vines; tendrils of new life, flowers opened in burning hues of orange, red, and yellow.
A temporary flame, burning brightly in the filthy soil.
Nasturtiums, towering above the earth, there is no fear here, no strife, only t… -
Grandmother moon
By Lily (Year 9, St Clare's College)Isn't it funny how,
Under the same moon,
Under the same sky,
Different stories, different lives, -
My Nature Poem about living in the bush
By Jala (Year 2, Broulee Public School)The wind rustles through my hair,
I'm so glad we can breathe in this fresh air.
The trees are so beautiful and green,
they are the most beautiful species I have ever seen. -
Nature Poem
By Charli (Year 5, St Peters Primary School Keilor East)Oh my clueless younger self,
Our time as a home will come and go,
Insects time is like jewels its precious and low.
Beautiful, safe homey and the greatest defense, -
Waterfalls
By Hadisa (Year 8, Minaret College - Officer Campus)I admire the glittering waterfall,
And the pleasant aroma of nature,
As I sit on this cozy yet uneven rock.
I adore watching a stream run across the ground, -
Old Tree house
By Audrey (Year 5, Annandale North Public School)Sitting in peace
the shade disappeared,
Far from above.
Leaves now gone. -
Beaches
By Autumn (Year 4, Brandon Park Primary School)Beaches are wonderful.
Each explorer enjoys the sights.
Amazing things to do.
Colourful coral to see. -
The Lake House
By Sofia (Year 7, Domremy Catholic College)At the lake house with my family,
Swimming in the lake and the pool.
The pool is extremely cold and has a few pool noodles
We pretend the pool noodles are horses -
The Toona Ciliata Tree
By Maddie (Year 6, St Joseph's Catholic School)The Toona Ciliata Tree sways back and forth
like an old rocking chair.
My branches reach out to give love and hope.
The Toona Ciliata Tree feels so calm when nearby. -
My eucalypt tree
By Kiri (Year 5, Stanmore Public School)My eucalypt tree is sound and calm
it saw the world through the eye of the beholder.
Through the tremendous wind and pouring rain
and the murderous storm and treacherous flood.
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