Student poems
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The Manchineel Tree: Never To Be Seen Again
By Angelin (Year 7, Meriden School)By the brook,
Is a manchineel tree.
It waits in the trees,
Waiting for me. -
Ferns
By Fatimah (Year 2, Serpell Primary School)Ferns are very spikey,
Ferns have lots of spikey leaves,
There are lots of ferns.
Ferns have a long stem, -
A Meadow of Life
By Luella (Year 6, MLC School)Hushes, whispers, peace
A pool of sunshine, dainty but bright
Wildflowers, songbirds, joy
Violet, blue, yellow -
At Kuitpo Forest
By Riley (Year 3, Port Noarlunga Primary School)At Kuitpo forest I feel happy
At Kuitpo forest the birds are flappy
The nature trails make me glad
When I’m walking with my dad -
That Cat
By Georgina (Year 6, MLC School)That cat,
not knowing who it belongs to,
Sitting there cute as can be,
Looking for something to eat, -
For Mary
By Elise (Year 11, St Scholastica's College)When I’ m crying
its you I hug
Its a sob story I’m not buying
It wasn’t just a stomach bug -
Sunrise
By Alice (Year 6, MLC School)The sun peeks over the horizon.
Sunlight filters through the window,
Like liquid gold,
Bathing the world in new light. -
Flowers
By Divjot Kaur (Year 7, The Ponds School)As flowers blossom,
Soft as feathers, petals bloom.
The scenery glows.
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Bloom
By Sacha (Year 6, MLC School)The sun falls warmly on my face, spilling a sense of drowsiness and calm.
I open my eyes and become enveloped in the quiet, yet comforting universe of nature.
I stretch out my hand, and vines, like a winding snake, coil and twist their smooth body across it.
The soil is the foundation of the earth, threaded through everyday, budding life. -
A Walk Through Darug and Gadigal Country
By Rebecca (Year 7, Pennant Hills High School)We peel back the pages of a gum tree's soft bark,
Scouring the squiggly trails for the stories and secrets
We trample on ancient carvings,
Oblivious to their presence -
Stepping out of the I-wants
By Ernest (Year 1, St Peter's Anglican Primary School)The blip, blip sound of little waterfalls
Pouring into pools. The current takes minnows
Down stream like a water train.
I hope I will see those frogs again -
creature
By Fig (Year 10, Fitzroy High School)kiss me like in the shakespeare poems
while we’re knee deep in the dam
if i dont drown here
bury me in the garden -
Bloom
By Charlotte (Year 11, Point Cook Senior Secondary College)I’ve kindled my body back into the earth.
She stretched her arms wide
and embraced me tenderly.
I have time to tend to my garden again -
Magpie
By Sam (Year 7, Saint Andrews Lutheran College)Magpie sits on throne
Swoops over those who are near
It means to protect
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Is the sun tired
By Jada (Year 7, Hinterland Christian College)Is the sun tired
Does she need a rest
Is her glow fading
Has she been put on a quest -
Needles of Earth
By Patrick (Year 7, Epping Boys High School)The banksia is the Earth,
all the needles are the ones who give birth,
they laugh and cheer through the wind,
and when one dies, it flies away, -
To the Ground
By Alisha (Year 10, Tumut High School)Reds, golds, and browns blanket the ground.
Bare branches sway gently in the wind.
Crunching with every step.
Rain turning into leaves -
Afterglow
By Natalie (Year 8, Tumut High School)Where time goes slow,
Listening to the breeze,
The foliage down below,
A wind through the trees, -
Pigmy Possum
By Matilda Rose (Year 4, West Lakes Shore School R-7)Who would have thought something so small
Could live up a tree ever so tall
Cute and fluffy with very big eyes
Just to see one would be a surprise -
The Burnt Pine
By Aubrey (Year 10, Tumut High School)The pine is gone
Burnt to a crisp
As burnt as the night sky
Destroying the natural sights of pines
