“WAVES” by Ian Bagley

Water is fun to swim in. Anyone would want to see water on a sunset. Very many people use water. Every amount of water in Southeast Alaska is cool. Some days the waves of Southeast Alaska get very big. — Ian Bagley is 11 years old and is a sixth grader at Blatchley...

“Untitled” by Woods Hill

Holy water HAIKUWater religionI love holy water it’s goodIt can clean a fridge Funny monkey water balladWater water water is badIt is solid and like oilIt is really really sadIt tastes like it is spoiled Water is a gasIt tastes like a donkeyLater that night I...

“Fear of water” by Olivia Skan

Fear of Water (Limerick) Wet water is everywhere, Oh my goodness! It’s in my hair, I know I’m not a witch, but still it tries, To drown me, melt me, and water my eyes, How the sight of water triggers my fears, And causes me to shed the tears, The long lost memory...

“Fish are yummy” by Elliott Bagley

Fish are yummy. I like to catch fish in the ocean. Salmon are hard to catch. Hatcheries help the fish grow. I need water to survive. Neighbors bring us fish from the ocean. Grateful for water and fish in Sitka, Alaska. — Elliot Bagley is 8 years old and in second...

“Rivers” by Juan-David Reynoso

Rivers are beautiful, quiet, living, has lives cold, Bears go to the river to catch fish, Creates life, peace, nature Life is pretty. — Juean-David Reynoso is a fourth grader at Harborview Elementary School

“Animals of the ocean” by Sadie Curtis

In the ocean a shark in motion chase a fish it’s mercy less. Near by under the night sky a seagull soars where a seal lion roars Anemone sway and dolphin play all under the ocean. — Sadie Curtis is a fifth grader at Juneau Community Charter...

“Water” by Gianna Casey

The waves struck the small opening to the pool as the sun was sinking down. White swans elegantly swam to the edge of the pool, dipping their heads in with grace, smoothly lifting their heads to surface and float silently across the water as it rippled in response....

“Untitled” by Clare Mullin

The waves are crashing on the shimmering rocks The seagulls are squawking, beginning to flock Where the silvery fish splash water as they jump I sit with my back to an old, twisted tree stump Watching, just watching, feeling no need to talk The brilliant sun reflects...