Category: 06th

Big bright waves crashing on the shore, tall trees getting blown by the wind, and the great Golden Gate Bridge standing right in front of me. I Smell the salt water splashing everywhere, I see sea lions on the wet rocks and feel the ground beneath my feet. I hear waves crashing, the wind blowing and the birds chirping like never before. I smell the fresh air, rich soil, and the big waves from the ocean. Last but not least the lovely Golden Gate bridge right above the big sea.

Slipping out a cold,
glass plate,
I get out the necessities,
warm, fluffy, and soft bread,
crunchy, sweet tomatoes,
savory, grilled chicken,
and carefully sliced avocado.
You sink your teeth in,
the flavors combine,
and make a slow transition
as they melt together into one blissful taste.
I wipe my mouth after my last bite,
and my mouth waters,
my stomach aches-
for more.

Above the bathroom sink
The tooth brush sits,
all alone
dripping water,
resting his long bristles,
carefully
in a glass container,
jumps
when the person enters
the bathroom;
looks over
at the hand
reaching for it,
sighs,
braces to be grabbed
closes his eyes
as the person clicks
his button,
and there goes
his head,
spinning,
twirling,
around
and around.

I get under my soft sheets, my eye’s almost shut, l put my head on my pillow, and start to drift off, into a great winters rest.

As I sit on my couch,
My sweet dog Piper jumps on the couch;
And sits beside me.
She lays her head on my lap,
As I watch my movie.
I can hear her snoring,
Beside me.
I can hear my dad,
Getting up to go grill;
The delicious burgers.
And so Piper runs outside
with him.

She sat down,
her eyes drooping
from tiredness;
We crowd her
as her eyes shut,
while others party
In the background;
Our screams
open her eyes,
she tries but
her eyes re-close;
She is out
for the night.

A sprout in the ground, planted by a nut, soon to stand tall. The seasons still shifting.
Now a sapling, playing with squirrels as they run circles around. Soon to stand tall. The seasons are still changing.
Grown to only a bit taller, helps the birds to a new home. The seasons are still moving.
The mighty tree looks to the town as the roads are placed around. The seasons are still rotating.
Now no life but the tree and the rumble of the cars. The seasons begin to stop.

Under the bed
The cat hides,
Lays on the rug
Scatches,yawns
Purr as loud as it gets
Hearing danger;
Claws out,Teeth out!
Boy looks down
Gets the cat
Cat feels safe
Boy gives treat
Cat purrs in love,
Falling asleep
In happiness

On this stormy morning,
Dark clouds rumble;
They flash and thunder,
And rain pours down,
Into the world below,
Onto cities and towns,
In a vicious surge,
While thunder boomed,
And lightning flashed,
As the storm released,
It’s fury upon,
the world beneath.

So heavy the rain,
So loud the thunder,
So bright the lightning,
That the world just seemed,
To come to an end,
With violent storm,
With thunder and lightning,
With no living thing,
In the cold outside.
Only rain, thunder,
And lightning,
The storm.
But nothing more,
On this stormy morning.

Listen, my children, gather ’round.
Let me tell you a story,
About the sky and ground.
Of sea and land,
Of nature’s hand,
Of the heavens above,
Of the valleys and oceans below,
Some waves fast,
Some winds slow.
In everlasting time,
Doth nature’s rhyme,
The beautiful land of God.

Oh, how beautiful were the stone mountains,
Capped with diamond-like snow?
How beautiful were the meadows,
Where extravagant flowers would grow?

How mighty were the seas,
With their clear blue waters?
How mysterious were the stars,
Their constellations representing your lost daughters?

But now, my children,
Our land is bare.
Wild animals have been hunted,
Leaving no more than a hair.

Our mountains have been mined,
For their precious metals.
Our seas have been polluted,
Treated as dying petals.

So, my decedents,
In my dying breath,
I beg you,
I beseech you,
To clean up the rest,
Of our polluted world,
Striped of it’s beauty.
Without it’s nature,
Where is the pride of humanity?
This world is our ward,
We must protect our home,
Stop this behavior untoward .
We must take care of it,
And treat it kindly,
For where would we go,
If this Earth was dying?