Allsorts

The sun is shining bright,
The sky is big and blue,
I love the morning light,
How happy I am, too!

Men that fought bravely in the war
We will remember them forever and more
Ones that are alive, ones that are dead
Ones that sleep beneath the poppy bed

Some were as young as the age of 15
A few came back, but the others never seen
That’s why on the 11th of November
All of the soldiers we shall remember!

May your heart stay soft
Even when the world is rough
May your dreams stay bright
Even on your darkest night
May you always see
How beautiful it is to simply be

Hi guys. I’m back again!
You might have seen my poems from when I was younger,
My birthday’s this Thursday and I’m so jolly!
I’ve got a medal,
Some bicycles have pedals
You need to recognise me!
I’m Miral the keenest kid!

I hate mosquitoes,
I’m from Egypt,
But that doesn’t change me!
I’m in 4th grade,
And I just want to say something to the future me,
You did it Future Miral! You got all your dreams!
The medal, the respect, and so much more things!!
So please, don’t frown! You can do it!
And this is for everyone! Not just me.

Summer’s not a bummer
Possums and cherry blossoms
hang from trees
face to face with
buzzing bees
There’s green fertile grass
and flowers with powers
Rain in the lane as I pass
The sun will shine
it’s so divine.
It’s a good day to to play outside
and feel alive and thrive
Flowers bloom declaring the weeds’ doom
It’s boiling, snakes are coiling
It’s time to say a happy rhyme
and jump about
thirsty at the water spout
having fun, adjusting the pin
that holds my bun
I wave to the plumber and scream ,
ITS SUMMER! aloud on the street
and I dance and prance to a steady beat
In summer
that’s not a bummer

The crow
Alone
Is a curse and has a shade of flow
The red blood
Glows
The horror in me
The crow was roaming in me.
Omnipotent like me or omnipotent like him?
I swim
In the hollow darkness.

So worried,
Feels like I am buried!
Subjects like maths,
They hit my head like bats!
So much to know,
I feel so low!
What to do?
Everybody says “BOO!”
So many tests,
Can’t reach my best!
A pile of books,
With teachers who give us looks!
Sitting on our tables,
Teachers giving our labels.
Always telling us fables!

hi this is me
i want to be 17
i am keen
and wanna be really clean

i am not dumb
i knew how to spell
since year 1
to me boys are mean
and my bestie is called evie

i love school
i love my friends
one of my besties is called ivy

Behind our house, beside the swing,
There sits a very special thing.
A treehouse built of oak and pine,
With secret steps that twist and twine.
I climbed up high one afternoon,
And hummed a little happy tune.
I found a button on the wall,
That looked so shiny and so small.
I gave that button one small press,
And then the treehouse started, yes!
It shook and spun and left the ground,
Without a single crashing sound.
We flew above the neighborhood,
Far past the river and the wood.
The cars below looked just like toys,
Away from all the town and noise.
Our first stop was a land of cheese,
Where yellow clouds blew in the breeze.
The mountains were a cheddar bright,
A very strange and funny sight.
The little mice wore tiny hats,
And played a game with balls and bats.
They waved at me and shared a slice,
And said, “The weather here is nice!”
I pressed the shiny button next,
Although I felt a bit perplexed.
The treehouse zoomed up to the stars,
Way past the glowing planet Mars.
An alien with purple spots
Was tying spaceships into knots.
He had three eyes and five long arms,
And told me stories of his farms.
He grew bright stars instead of corn,
That sparkled in the cosmic morn.
He gave me popcorn made of light,
That tasted sweet and super bright.
Then whoosh! The treehouse took a dive,
I felt so glad to be alive.
We landed in a deep blue sea,
As safe and dry as we could be.
A friendly whale swam floating by,
And blinked a giant, gentle eye.
The fish were wearing shiny shoes,
And dancing to the ocean blues.
A crab was playing the guitar,
And acting like a rock-and-roll star.
The seahorses swam in a ring,
To hear the coral choir sing.
The button blinked a bright neon,
And told me that I must move on.
We soared into a jungle green,
The wildest place I’ve ever seen.
The monkeys swung from vine to vine,
And drank a bubbly juice of pine.
A parrot spoke a funny word,
The wisest talking jungle bird.
He told me where the treasure lay,
A mile or two or three away.
But there was hidden in the mud,
A giant candy-colored flood.
The river flowed with chocolate sweet,
A yummy, messy jungle treat.
I dipped a cup and took a sip,
Upon this very magic trip.
The next stop was a castle grand,
Made out of sparkly golden sand.
A dragon sat upon the roof,
And blew out purple smoke with poof!
But he was not a scary beast,
He invited me to join a feast.
With cupcakes stacked up to the sky,
And bowls of sweet marshmallow pie.
The king and queen wore paper crowns,
And wore bright yellow fluffy gowns.
They did a dance and skipped around,
With joy upon the castle ground.
Then next we flew to winter days,
Where snow fell down in chilly ways.
The penguins rode on shiny sleds,
With cozy hats upon their heads.
We built a snowman ten feet tall,
And rolled a giant snowball ball.
The ice was smooth, the air was crisp,
The wind blew by just like a wisp.
The clock inside began to chime,
And said, “It’s nearly dinner time!”
I knew I had to hurry back,
Along the winding starry track.
I turned the dial to the right,
And held on tight with all my might.
The treehouse flew across the sky,
As fast as lightning flashing by.
It settled down upon the oak,
And gave a little puff of smoke.
I opened up the wooden door,
And stood upon the yard once more.
My mom called out, “Come wash your hands!”
She did not know of foreign lands.
But I just smiled and waved goodbye,
To my secret house that flies so high.

Little robin redbreast,
What a sight I see.
Without this lovely Autumn bird,
What would Autumn be?
Harvest will be coming soon,
We give thanks to God.
Even if we catch a fish,
Without a fishing rod.
We knock on people’s doors
And we shout, “Trick or Treat!”
And they give us some handfuls
Of tasty sweets to eat!
We pick up the mushrooms,
And we see rabbits and deer.
An awesome Autumn adventure,
So we all gave a cheer!