Student poems
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The Day Is Changing
By Josiah (Year 7, Wanneroo Secondary College)The trees sway as the frogs groan,
The parrots whisper as the rocks sleep.
Machines working, people talking.
Birds chirping, crows cawing. -
My Beach
By Sasha (Year 5, Gladesville Primary School)I see my beach as somewhere l can escape life and enjoy l’ll relax and listen to the
water hitting the rocks kids laughing and playing in the sun and maybe build a
sandcastle here and there make friends play with the peepies but mostly relaxing in
the sun l’ll go there as soon as the sun comes up and collect seashells by the shore -
Acceptance Of Ineffability
By J (Year 6, St Ives North Public School)As you flee to the stars we smile
for there is no more humanity
we take over your cities
we take over your homes -
The Tallest Tree in the Forest
By Izzy (Year 3, St Michael's Collegiate School)This tree is as tall as a skyscraper,
It reaches up to the clouds,
The branches are miles long.
It has a texture as bumpy as a toad, -
Beach
By Tamika (Year 4, Caringbah North Public School)Blue sky that breaths salt water where birds sing and the waves sway with the wind.
So bright and blue a perfect place for me and you.
So much animals to see on land and in the sea.
My toes sink into the sand were my body stands. -
Waves
By Hannah (Year 7, St Dominic's Priory College)Far out in the open sea,
A wave begins to form,
The miniature surface ripples,
And the thundercloud’s approach. -
Nature
By Eliyh (Year 5, Brandon Park Primary School)Nature
Luscious, diverse
Swaying, branching, growing
Feeling soothed and satisfied -
Poem
By Oneli (Year 7, Presbyterian Ladies' College)Springtime never waits upon the perfect snow-free day,
Yet it pushes forth, at first chance, to warm the light of day.
The breeze is a trembling petal, softly tinted with brown,
It wraps love around me like a silken, flowing gown, -
Country
By Maia (Year 4, Heidelberg Primary School)I lay silent I feel cold, but warm in my heart. I watch the auntie's collect Bush Tucker and mud crabs on the soft muddy Riverbank, children climbed on my branches happily laughing, laying and swaying they all had brown skin just like my brown bark I felt a sense of happiness around the children. At night they would go home but they always com… -
Amur Leopard
By Meg (Year 9, St Margaret's Anglican Girls School)The Amur leopard
Who was killed and poached and measured
Used for its spotted fur
That the guy would buy and give to her
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Monsters of the Sea
By Isabel (Year 5, Abbotsleigh)The Northern Lights dangle up high in the sky
Where visions can be seen
Dreams can be dreamt
The vast plain allowing animals to roam free -
Sunflower
By Natalina (Year 6, Ross Park Primary School)Sunflower
Yellow, black, and white
The colours are so bright
Sunflowers great, Sunflowers small, Sunflowers dancing above all -
The Everlasting Daisy
By Harriet (Year 5, Cammeray Public School)Soft like a pillow
Sturdy as a brick
Elegance, beauty and poise
Fresh as a daisy -
Our Earth
By Chloe (Year 10, St John The Evangelist Catholic High School)the wind, the waves on chilly winter days
the sun, the fun of the hot summer rays
the leaves, the breeze of tall standing trees
the salt, the sounds of the calming seas -
Autumn
By Dominique (Year 8, All Saints College)Autumn brings with it the first sharp tongues of wind
The red and gold leaves drifting slowly down,
And a crimson sheen settling everywhere,
Wrapping its arms around the world to embrace it -
"Just a Tree"
By Kayla (Year 7, St Dominic's Priory College)Soft comes the whisper of its cavernous roots.
Tucked into profuse pockets of eventide.
The bough salutes those who saunter past.
“It’s just a tree” they say. -
The Symphony of Nature
By Kathy (Year 6, Balmain Public School)Dawn breaks and the kookaburra sings it's waking call,
Just as the honey bees head out to pollinate flowers.
Scarlett red waratahs soak up the golden sunshine
And bright yellow wattles attract the butterflies. -
Mother nature
By indigo (Year 5, Living School)She gave us a world to live in
We threw it away.
She gave us another chance,
A chance we are wasting. -
The Beach
By Nicolette (Year 5, St Michael's Catholic Primary School)The warmth of the sun,
The soft white sand.
The salt in my hair,
Sun-kissed and tanned. -
If Not For Actions
By Autumn (Year 5, Ormiston College)Of dewdrops shimmer, by the radiance of dawn, the violet's heart blooms not in moonlight.
Of all the words in all the worlds, these ones, unlike others are the ones my heart reads to the point of love.
From the viewpoint of my soul, the beginning of nature was a seed, and the beginning of my heart, a tree. However, a tree of nature will be mor…
