by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Middle School Poetry
Why doesn’t anybody think what I think? Why doesn’t anybody feel what I feel? Why, when waves crash against my face, my mouth is bone dry? Why can I say it now but not when the wave multiplies? Why, Why, Why. Why should not be a question that is not yet answered. Why...
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
— Haley Hatch is a fifth grader at Harborview Elementary School
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
Wet water splashing on shore. A whole other world. Tall waves rising and rising. Excited to see what is under the water. Refilling the wet waves. — Sybastian Rindlisbacher is a fourth grader at Harborview Elementary School
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Middle School Poetry
Off the islands of Alaska’s Southeast Lies an ocean, wide and released Full of amazing activities So many possibilities! Go Kayaking through Or go swimming too! The ocean is meant for me and you Take a boat out Find whales and their spouts Catch Coho and King Think...
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
Sitka waters deep and blue They are wonderful and so true Finding crabs under rocks Then go sit down at the docks Sitka waters swishing here and there There is water everywhere A little island surrounded by waters Worth much more than a million dollars The swaying...
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
Wushing, Gushing, At the beach Tis the waves… Ears can hear gushing Reject humanity, embrace monkey — London Mundy is a fourth grader at Harborview Elementary School
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
The waterfall wished in my hair it was so strong it could push the moon to the sun. It came down so fast and hit the water so hard it made everyone wet like a sprinkler with a jet Drip drip it’s coming down nothing can stop it and...
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Elementary Poetry
— Elyzsa Sapinoso is a fifth grader at Harborview Elementary School
by Emily | Mar 12, 2021 | Middle School Poetry
Rain rain blowing hard and cold Bent into push back force Stings my cheeks but not my soul Determined always to stay on course Against the rain’s sweet loud song Get the job done and start to fly At this rate it won’t be long Til the fire steams me warm...
