Category: 05th

Flowers

I see the flowers sway in the wind
The sun shining on the brightly colored plant
The petals fall slowly to the ground
The wind blowing on my face makes me feel calm and collected
The wind blows my book away from me
Soon nightfall’s the brightly colored flower is now gone.

Barton Hills Elementary

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Yellowstone

Yellowstone.
The wind whistled through the trees and sang through the water.
The voice of the water carried the river,
Swayed the salmon right to the grizzlies.
The bisons’ hooves going very steady through the tall green grass.
The large horned mountain goats clambered along the mountain,
The pebbles formed,
From there black tough hooves against the stone.
Yellowstone.

Barton Hills Elementary

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Silent

Quiet
Quiet as rain falling to the ground
All I hear is tiptoeing
And my silent breathing
The window swinging open
water flooding my room
And my eyes
An empty room
All there is, is water
Just water
Nothing to clear my path
Nothing to get me closer to getting out
I can’t move
I can’t stand
It’s too silent.

Barton Hills Elementary

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bird

As the life drained from the tiny body
Falling to the ground it sang a last note a note of sorrow
A song of pain starting to ebb away
A last note that said this should not have happened

Then it fell silent wings broken
Body shattered
Blood oozed out of the hole in its chest
As its last breath came out of his beak
Now laying there with the life drained from its body

Barton Hills Elementary

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The Room

The room of things,
The room of me,
Where I’m locked away,
You won’t see me,
You won’t hear me,
You won’t even notice my absence,
Filled with stories and art,
Becoming one with the room,
No I won’t go out to play,
No just leave me alone and go away,
The room is where I hide,
The room is where reality and illusions collide,
Don’t you see the dark inside,
Run,
Now you hide,
Don’t let it mess with your mind,
It’s hypnotizing.

Barton Hills Elementary

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The Stone

The stone,
smooth as silk and strong as a bear,
the stone
that keeps my secrets, and my nightmares,
the stone
that survives every winter,and every scorching summer heat wave,
as warm as a hug, and as sad as rain on a summer day,
my stone.

Barton Hills Elementary

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Books

Like an airplane
Except flies higher.
Travels as fast as light
Maybe faster.

To magical lands
Full of mystery and delight.
Horror and survival.
Adventure and comedy.

This and more
All you have to do is turn the page

Barton Hills Elementary

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