Poetry Project About Nature By: Davis Guest

Acrostic Poem About Nature Dangerous Adventure Visible Insects Snakes By: Davis Guest

Haiku 1 The River I am a river, The source or running water. I end at the sea. By: Davis Guest

Haiku 2 (Translation Unknown) Raindrops Falling Down Softly Landing On Your Cheek Like A Kiss Of Nature By: Just Patty

Haiku 3 Unknown An old silent pond… A frog jumps into the pond, splash! Silence again. By: Basho Matsuo

Limerick 1 The Frog As the frog jumps leaf to leaf, He doesn’t get any grief. Doing so gets him hyped up, Which makes him feel like a cup. That’s why he’s called Master Chief! By: Davis Guest

Couplet 1 The Snake By: Davis Guest I am a snake, I would really like a shake. But all I have to eat is a mouse, Inside of a house. As much as I want a shake. All I can get is stuff at the lake. But by the moon changes the tide, I have to go hide. By: Davis Guest

Couplet 2 The Tree By: Davis Guest I once was a little fellow, With a dude that sat by me with a chelou. But one day I wasn’t so small, I grew 50 feet tall! But on one day a little boy climbed, He climbed so high that he was a prime. When he got to the top I asked him for his name, He said his name was Jack and was getting a ball for a game. But the fellow looked like a familiar fellow, And he was the boy with the chelou! By: Davis Guest

Couplet 3 Natures Beauty By: Liam Mcdaid

Couplet 4 Rainbow Skies By: Connie Marcum Wong

Triplet 1 The Bird as the Third I am a bird. A bird that was always the third. Which always was last to say our word. But as a bird. I was always the nerd. And apart of the herd. In which I couldn’t hear the sounds of life, and had no wife. But all I had was a knife! Holding the knife always made me blurred. While eating some curd. But I am just a bird. By: Davis Guest

Triplet 2 Bird In a Piano By: Leslie Philibert

Triplet 3 The Lizard’s Quest I crawl around the room, Looking for the legendary ring of the broom. Which is in the kings tomb. I see a notch in the wall, That’s guarded by a ball. Then yell at my friends with our secret call. We pry open the tomb of the king, And opened with a ding. Then I see what I have been searching for…the kings ring! By: Davis Guest

Quadruplets 1-3 All By: Davis Guest The Wind The wind blows with chilly air, But with no care. But without any hair, I had to sit over there. The Tree's Story I am full of life, without no strife. I stand here tall, Giving shade to all. The Grass in the Wind I blow in the wind, And I also bend. But when the air flows, I am ready to know. All By: Davis Guest

Sonnet I feel Gods Breath In Nature By: Peter Douggan

Concrete The Eternal Tree By: Kristin Reynolds

Ode An Ode To Nature By: Matthew D. Nortan