poem
— FOREST FIRE Sparks Fly Crackling Sound Trees Down On fire Smoke rises up to the Sky Wolves Howl Bears Flee Ash Fills up the Ground Elk Run for their Lives....
— On some days, I just like to walk Across the street and into the park Contemplating life. Around me, nature is content. Leaves swirl around my figure The large...
— A note from Conner World Refugee Day and the Stone Soup Refugee Project June 20 is World Refugee Day, a day of observance to raise awareness about the plight of refugees...
— Caretaker of the House, Cooker, Organizer of Paraphernalia, Player of Music, and Reminder of Kindness; Motivated, strict, loving, Mother of our Home: They tell me your house is small...
— A New Beginning by Aditi Nair, 12 Sitting. Crunching. Staring. Glaring. The sun gently embraced the horizon to meet the sky. Colors dance and sing before the early bird rises....
— America we are a nation whole, Why let others break us apart from a nation whole to a nation of division. In this truth in this fate, we trust, why...
— Look at this painting: Promenade des Enfants (Children’s Walk) by Timoléon Lobrichon (1831-1914). Write a poem about it, in a style that reflects your initial response when you first saw...
— Life Inside a Staircase Arjun Nair, 9 I wonder how it would feel to live inside a staircase. A loud STOMP, STOMP captures every peculiar moment. People are walking up...
— Spring in Central Park Lila Laton, 11 The cherry blossoms are blooming. That means that spring is here. Mr. Frosty is parked at the side of the road, and a...
— Spring Porter Younkin, 9 flowers the, water the, splash the it calms me, cools it, calms down me. just like a rainbow rainbow. seeing doubles.