Showing posts with label hazel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hazel. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Evil Mr Eagle

Evil Mr Eagle
Ding dang dong,
Evil Mr Eagle,
Doing wrong,
Up at the castle,
Stealing the butlers toes,
Evil Mr Eagle,
He's no rose.
by Hazel

Friday, January 22, 2010

The Squirrel

He jumped; on branches high,
Leaped to the high bar,
Swung on his leaf trapeze,
Flipped from the top,
Tightrope walked on the washing line,
Juggled nuts,
Scaled the fence,
Sprung down,
And didn't come back.

Hazel, age 9

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Life

Life is like a lump of clay,
Being molded again and again,
Sometimes it's a circus fair,
Happily laughing,
Sometimes it's a rainy day,
With a little sorrow,
But it might be better tomorrow,
Sometimes it's a little of both,
Laughing some,
And crying some.

Hazel, age 9

Moods

Buttercups swaying,
Sunshine yellow,
Smiles and giggles,
My happy mood.

Dried forget-me-nots,
Powder blue,
Reading and drawing,
My pre-occupied mood.

Hazel age 9

Monday, November 2, 2009

Trees

Waving trees in a breeze,
Pink clouds,
On branches proud,
The wind is loud.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Emerald Forest

by Hazel (age 9)
Ferns so green on the ground,
Birds sing a musical sound,
Trees stretching high,
Going to the sky,
Beautiful forest around me,
Like a green emerald sea.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Mountain Lake

By Angela and Hazel

Mountains rise,
To misty skies,
Below evergreen,
Dew forest lies,
Shadows adrift,
On liquid glass lake,
Birds chorus,
The morn to wake,
Ripples lazily,
Lap pebbled shore,
On lofty draughts,
Eagles soar,
Timid fish,
In currents glide,
Serenity brings,
Peace inside.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

A Serious Person

by Hazel, age 9

The serious person has a face like a rock,
He does not smile,
The joker is the opposite of that,
He never frowns,
Only clowns.

The Fir Tree Who Sneezed

by Hazel, age 9
There was a fir tree who liked bees,
However the bees do not like Fir trees,
Because they do sneeze,
ACHOOOOOOOO!


Sunday, July 12, 2009

The Fern

By Hazel, age 9
The fern is green,
It is not small,
The fern is big,
But it is not tall.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Team Rocket's Baboon

By Hazel, age 9
I saw Team Rocket's balloon,
And in it was a baboon!
Team Rocket was yelling,
And there was no way of telling,
How big was the baboon.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

The Pokemon Hunt

by Hazel, age 9
Let's go on a hunt,
For pokemon that begin with P,
They are in:
Johto,
Kanto,
Hoenn,
And Sinnoh region too!
There are:
Piplup,
Pikachu,
Pachirisu,
Porygon,
Pichu,
Paras,
Porygon2,
And a whole lot more!
When you go on a pokemon hunt,
You have no idea what is in store!

Friday, July 3, 2009

The Storm-Flower

by Hazel , age 9
When I walked up the street,
I was pelted with falling sleet,
Then it began to rain,
And then start to sleet again,
I thought the weather was going crazy,
So I asked my friend Maisy,
She said "it is the pot,
Of the Quangle Wangle Quot,
It controls the weather,
And is lined with heather,
It's usually filled with stormflowers,
And that is why there are so many showers",
I found that the Storm-flowers were all rotten,
And there wasn't even a fresh one at the bottom,
So I set off to find Storm-flowers,
I picked them for twenty-four hours,
When I had the lot,
I put them in the pot,
I wondered how a simple flower,
Could have so much power,
So I peeled the petals back,
In it was a small blue sack,
In that was a fairy,
Who was ever so hairy,
Now the hairy fairy and I are friends,
And that is how my poem ends.