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- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAThe air is still warm, But the breeze is getting cooler. Leaves are turning golden brown, And sun will leave the trees bare. The smell of smoke fills the air, The moist dirt beneath my feet A family of birds leaving the nest Enjoying the days left in September....
- Poetry > All PoetryBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAHalf human half fish, Not as common as I wish, Long beautiful hair, Going near people is a dare, Around them dwells shells, Fins feature, This mythical creature, Beautiful and grand, Not out in the sand...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAAt this time, The flowers won’t grow, The trees will stay bare, The weather, -it’s still cold, bitter, lifeless, I doubt the sun will come back, It doesn’t even stop by for a quick visit anymore. I doubt the grass will ever be green again, I doubt these clouds will part, I doubt ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAThe air was mute The radio was speaking to who ever was listening, But I wasn’t listening to it, I was listening to the wind in the air, Even though it was silent, It was speaking to me, I could understand it, It comforted me, Through the heat and the fog, It kept me company....
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAA river runs blue, Through hills of green, A row of pink cottony filled trees. A breeze blows, The grass bends down, and the air is filled with pink snow peddles. My long brown hair blows back like a flag, I spread my arms out, Tilt my head back, Close my eyes, And lets the wind take me aw...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAA bell rung, A stampede rushed, Empty grounds, now filled, Laughter filled the air, Swings squeaked, Bars were full of monkeys, Balls were bounced, Secrets were spread, The bell rung once more, The stampede rushed through open doors, And it all went away....
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAIn the garden I dream, But not of anything. I sit in the grass, With tall flowers towering gently over me. I can hear the birds, I can smell the roses, I can feel the warm breeze passing by, I can see clouds in the shape of animals I can taste the free feeling that comforts me, In the gard...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAYour coat shows you’re friendly, Your mask keeps you a secret Your slinky shaped body makes you sneaky, You’re a pack-rat You’re a friend, and a crook, You’re a lot of work You’re a ferret, -Your my ferret,...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Savanna S., Woodinville, WAI dove down, Into the soft warm water, Knowing I will experience something special-I dove. I sliced through the water like a knife cuts through butter. Bubbles rose, Small ones and big ones, They all rose quickly, Like they had some where to go. I took my time, I didn’t have anywhere...
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