A very light green
Lots of different colors
In Fall it will fall
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 7:30 PM UTC
Rain is so fresh, cold and cool,
it's like a falling swimming pool.
I love it's look, round and blue,
it does what no other weather can do.
It's peace full and calm,
like a nice and sweet song,
the sound of it's great,
rain I appreciate.
Why is rain here? Why was it made to be?
Why does it sound so peace full to me?
Why is it cold? Or sometimes warm?
Why is it light, or called a storm?
I don't know about you, but I love rain a lot.
Rain is so nice, rain I will have sought.
And if I like rain so much, so say it I may,
that I would have it rain, all night and day.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 12:30 AM UTC
Everyone celebrates on this wonder full day!
So happy and great is New Years I say.
This poem is short, 'cause I can not stay,
but New Years, how nice, is my birthday.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 11:06 PM UTC
I can't think of a poem to make,
I have no more ideas to bake.
My brain is jammed, it's just so stuck!
I think my poetry skills are running out of luck!
Oh no oh no oh no, gotta think of something quick.
If I think to much harder, I'm gonna be sick!
I can't give up, but I might have to soon,
If I sit here to long I might look like a goon!
Then, boosh! boom! An idea popped in!
I felt a tinkling feeling go up and down my skin!
I started to feel happy, and really great,
'cause this poem I'm pretty sure I won't hate!
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
It's the feeling you get when...
you get blamed for doing something you didn't do.
innocent animals get killed by careless people.
you get pushed past your limits.
you get poked at nonstop
a friend gets bullied.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Ok, you can laugh, 'cause this might seem absurd,
it's weird and very crazy, yes, weird is what you heard,
I like to think they bring tons, and handfulls full of luck,
'cause I much want to collect every type of rubber duck!
From the original to the modern type,
from monster ducks to ducks that skype,
from ducks that are theives and like to rob,
to angel ducks that do their job.
There's so many to collect and buy,
to say I have them all would be a lie,
I'll tell you when I get six more,
but for now my number is ninety four!
Rubber ducks are cool and rubber ducks are great,
rubber ducks I appreciate!
To say my last line, I will not stall,
but to describe this poem, I have to say LOL!
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
Hello Poetry Is a great place,
it's creator has no disgrace.
In it I have no fear,
to about me let other people hear.
About it a have a hunch,
even while I eat my lunch,
that it will make a huge hit,
like a dynamite candle that was lit.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
Blue looks like a nice cool pool on a hot summer day.
Blue tastes like a sour blueberry in my mouth.
Blue feels like nice cold rain on my whole body.
Blue sounds like an ocean wave crashing against the shore.
Blue smells like a blue rasberry slushy at a fair.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
When I'm depressed, they're always there.
When I'm happy, they join me like they don't care.
When I'm angry, they give me my space.
When I'm scared, my dog will lick my face
I have my Sister, my dog, my dad and my mom.
They love me and keep me calm.
'Cause all you need is food, water, and love,
and then your set, your not down, but above.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 9:41 PM UTC
It always seems to puzzle me why people make fun of these,
and make all these tiny toddlers cry so much that they wheeze,
why people are such bullies to make themselves feel great,
'cause technically they're saying that it's a show for their age they hate.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 10:08 PM UTC