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  All These Crazy Voices

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  All these crazy voices Talking in my head, Whispering,crying,screaming, Wishing I was dead. All these crazy voices Keeping me awake, Bringing back the memories, The pain and the heartbreak. All these crazy voices Holding in the hurt, Making me remember The bad,the hate,the dirt. Al...
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  A Water Soul

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  He swims around in a clear, cold lake, And rides the waves of a rushing tide. He skips on stones in a flowing stream, And rests in pools by the ocean's side. He bares his fangs at a passerby, And reaches out with his chilly claws. He glares at you with his glinting eyes, And foams at t...
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  Fire Sprite

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  She runs swiftly throughout a forest, And skips under and over logs. She climbs up trees and swings on branches, And startles feeding wild hogs. She breaks into houses in the night, And robs people of all they have. She leaves behind nothing at all, And flees when people come to save. Sh...
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  A Path Into the Forest

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  A path into the forest, Though unknown where it leads, I feel this sense of longing, I feel this sort of need. A path into the forest, Mysteriously dark, Without a sound or rustle, No singing of a lark. A path into the forest, Without a trace of life, Trees looming ominously, Silent, ...
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  A Mixed-Up World

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  A mixed-up world Of pain and death Of memories and hurt Where all that lives Is the past. A mixed-up world Of blood and fights Of sadness and depression Where all that thrives Is the greed. A mixed-up world Of money and poverty Of hunger and distress Where all that remains Is th...
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  Forest Sounds

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Yesterday I went outside, And took a little walk around, I went into a large green forest, And listened to the forest sounds. I lay down on the piney ground, And closed my eyes all the way, I heard all sorts of soothing sounds, Enchanting music all the day. There was the buzz of a cicada...
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  Tails

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Big tails, small tails, Short tails, long, I turn a bunch of tails Into a song. Thick tails, thin tails, Striped tails, plain, Strange tails: rat tails Caught in the drain. Flat tails, bushy tails, Curled tails, straight, Annoying little tattletales That I hate! Stiff tails, twitc...
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  Brothers of the Forest

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The rabbit is a graceful thing, Happiness and peace he brings. He tilts his head with long, thing ears, All sorts of sounds and chirps he hears. He lopes about with quivering nose, So unlike the squirrel he knows. The squirrel, chattering angrily, Scratching, climbing up a tree. Or t...
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  The Night Sky

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The night is just beginning, And soon the stars will shine, And the moon will beam his big round face On this little one of mine. The heavens will come alive with lights And I'll stand here in a daze, Under the twinkling eyes of stars And beneath the bright moon's gaze. The moo...
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  Letter of a Soldier

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  To all my loves Who wait at home, And all the friends That I have known: I go out to The dreadful world To aid comrades When bombs are hurled. I know you don't Like this at all, But they need help When soldiers fall. The battle calls; The soldier cries; The gun, it shoots,...
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  The Ocean Waves' Battle

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Today I walked to the ocean's shore To watch and sit by the sea, And as I gazed dreamily upon it The waves I started to see. I noticed that they act like us, Like people and wildlife, And to tell you I have got this tale Of ocean peace and strife. All was calm at the edge of the bea...
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  Competitive Swimming

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The swimmers are lined up behind their blocks; The timers are getting ready their clocks. A white-clad timer's whistle blows, And the competitors in their positions pose. The exciting words "Take your marks" is heard, And the swimmers get ready to take flight like a bird. ...
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  Eye-level With the Earth

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The other day I went outside To get a whiff of spring-filled turf. I got an urge to lie on the ground, And get eye-level with the earth. So this I did with carefulness, As not to disturb the busy ants, Or hurt the harmless little bugs, Or squash the fragile, blooming plants. Once I was ...
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  Anonymous

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  This name is for the mysterious, Who do not wish to be revealed; They prefer a day of serenity, And keep their life of writing veiled. This name is for the quiet ones, Who keep their poems to themselves; They do not want the waiting fame, And put their writing on dusty shelves. This name...
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  The Chipmunk

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The chipmunk does a lot of things, But sometimes trouble is what he brings. Like when he digs a nice round hole, It happens to be in your garden soil. But he has a somehow winning way, And in a peeved mood no longer you'll stay. Perhaps it's his face that calms you down, Or his tail...
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  The Soul of the Tiger

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The soul of the tiger is in his stride, The way he glides over the ground, Moves like a shadow in the grass, And heads toward prey like a bloodhound. The soul of the tiger is in his paws, Heavy, velvet, and soft as silk, Treading silently through wild woods, With claws like swords taken fro...
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  The Grace of the Eagle

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The grace of the eagle is his wings, Golden-brown and long and forked, Like the robes of so many kings, The majesty of nature's force. The grace of the eagle is his strike, Like a rock he plummets down, The mouse is dead with just one swipe, And lunch is served without a sound. The ...
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  The Wise Little Hare

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  This little creature is the hare, Hopping with extreme care, With ears stuck up straight in the air. He likes to dart to ad fro, Trying to hide, but lo: He sees the eyes of his foe. He's off as fast as lighting, The distance of his foe tightening, His enemy at his heels biting. T...
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  The Birch Tree's Robes

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Little, pretty birch tree, Its seas'nal robes we like to see. In spring it's a bright green: A calming sight to be seen. In summer it's a hue of jade, And creatures gather in its shade. In autumn when the weather's cold, It changes to a precious gold. In winter it...
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  The Bird With the Broken Wing

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Poor, pitiful, little bird, The saddest thing you ever heard. He flutters his painful, broken wing, While he continues to sorrowfully sing. He hops around so nervously, Ready to quickly flee. He conceals himself among the heather, And there he starts to clean a feather. He suddenly s...
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  On This Soldier Bed

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  I am a wounded soldier, Being hospital fed. Trying to recover On this soldier bed. As I lay I thought Of those who had lain here dead. On this very pillow, On this soldier bed. I quickly recovered: My body and my head. I no more lay here, On this soldier bed. The war was soon over,...
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  The Squirrel

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Who is that atop the trees, Who, when sees humans, quickly flees? Who is that with the chit chit chatter, Who gathers nuts to make him fatter? Who is that with the bushy tail, Who, when you chase, you quickly fail? Who is that with the cunning face, Who climbs up to his treetop base? Who is ...
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  The Cheeky Bird

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  He flies over a sunlit dale, Soaring with a windy gale, Going through the sky he sails. He flutters through the mountain air, Flying on without a care, Making off to his treetop lair....
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  Because it is Life

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  Why is life so hard? Why is life so tough? Why is life so mean And makes everything rough? Because it is life. Why is it so cold? Why is it so dry? Why does weather change And make me wonder why? Because it is life. Why are people evil? Why are people bad? Why are people unfair ...
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  The Spirit of the Doe

  

  By Elisa99, St.Lazare, Canada

  The spirit of the doe is wind; A wispy mist here and there, A brown mirage in the wood; A thread of smoke in the air. The spirit of the doe is calm; A gentle breeze swept o'er the fields, A ray of sunshine in the forest; A peaceful heart is what she yields. A spirit of the doe is wi...