Spring Poems

Spring

Sometimes warm   

People get allergies (Lenny)

Really nice out 

In spring i like to go outside a lot

Never ever can I go to the pool

Go into the beach   

People start to come 

Oh the peepers

Everyone watches the daffodil parade 

May 

Orion D.

Spring Poem – Louisa L.

Ahh imagine a nice whiff of delicious smelling air, the mixed sent of herbs and my mom's freshly baked lemon cake, sitting by the window ready to be eaten. 

     Gardening in the late morning and then fresh pesto- tomato grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch... ahh the first weeks of spring when the temperature is threatening you to not wear a coat, or even a vest.

       Ugh, you caught me , this is too good to be true. Instead everyone in the whole wide world are inside on their beds with a fever and scratchy eyes, way to tired from all the medication their doctors have prescribed, as the pollen violently floating around everywhere. Everyone waiting for the moment they can finally breathe again during that very special moment they know its spring

SPRING IS HERE

PRITTY FLOWERS AND TREES

RINGING TWEETS OF BIRDS FILL THE AIR

IT'S GETTING HOTTER EVERY DAY

NICE SMELLS AND BAD ALLERGIES COME

GREEN GRASS NOW SHOWS

POLLEN MAKES ME SNEEZE  

OPEN WINDOWS TO LET THE WARM SUN IN 

EVERYONE IN OUR HOUSE IS HAPPY

MORE BIRDS COME

By Samuel H.

Spring has sprung

Flowers starting to bloom, birds chirping 

among the cherry blossoms

Bushes green and trees too!

Outside playing tennis and swimming in the pool

Butterflies in the sky and birds flying.

Beautiful sunsets and sunrises!

Fishing and playing at the beach

Summer is almost here and school is almost out!

The days are sunny and getting warmer! 

Spring has sprung and just begun.

By Ava W.

Today is a new spring day,

the snow has gone away,

I open my eyes,

to see to see the birds fly.

I LOVE to wake up and hear the birds chirp outside of my window. I love to feel the breeze outside. I love to enjoy watermelon with my friends and pinch myself and realize I am not dreaming.

-Isobel C.

Spring – John Carl M.

Spring has sprung. 

It will be fun

You get to run

but you might get stung

by the anonymous

bumblebee. 

Flee, flee

filed with glee,

allergies.

Annoying,

ignoring

is tough.

And all that fluff.

I love spring and all the fluffy bunnies,

 in it.

deer hit bugs.

Watch insects flit.

get covered in grit,

watch out, a knit.

Go and hit it.

With a frying pan.

Pancakes man

are not just spam

there amazing,man.Yes

School gets out,

don't pout.

its great 

to swim, dig in the sand, just grand.

A castle, a fort, a hideaway 

here or there, anywhere.

Vacation. 

Relaxation.

Recreation

Elevation.

Anticipation.

Assassination, of school.

Its awesome, the spring.

That anonymous bumblebee.

Gee

hes persistent

insistent, a normal bumblebee.

Honey,

there creation,

sweet

neat.

"you can't cheat

in the game of live"

"life is just cheating death

one more day"

"use ever day 

for fun"

"life is fun"

"life is good"

Spring

When the birds start to chirp,

And the buds start to burst,

Up through the thawing soil.

The winter was cold,

But the spring is bold,

And the air is still the same.

The grass is green,

And the winter was mean,

But the spring shall win this war.

One look at the sun,

And the snow run,

Away from it's shining force.

Sophie G

Spring

When the snow turns to mush, 

And all there is left is slush

The storms begin to hush.

The sky turns bright blue,

Everything is picture perfect,

Like a hakui. 

Daffodils blooming,

No more glooming,

Birds chirping, butterflies flying.

The bitter cold is dying,

Trying to fight the sun,

But the sun already won.

Sunny days,

In the spring haze, 

Everything is in a daze

I like spring because it is a sign.

The sign of Summer-The time is now well.

We are caught in the Spring Spell.

By Elena T

Spring – Samir B.

Spontaneous Sunshine

Paradise

Run

Interesting

Nice days

Good times

Spring is here

Peepers are peeping

Roses are blooming 

Ice cream season is starting

No time for TV

Good times

BY JAKE T.

4/15/15

SPRING TIME

Winter is over.

The snow blows away.

After a harsh cold season,

it is a new spring day.

The sun shines bright.

The sky, a crisp blue.

The grass green,

the flowers brand new.

The birds are chirping,

the bees are buzzing,

The soil dark,

the flowers budding.

Life begins to grow.

People begin to show.

It is quite an amazing thing,

I am so glad it’s spring!

By – Katie G.

Spring Time

The cold winter, harsh. I am ready for Spring.

The sun comes out, shining

          and sparkling

on the cold icicles

just like when you’ve taken a long walk, and come

inside

to drink hot choc…           late

The icicles long for that one day, when the sun awakens.

and comes to play.

Then…

When I go outside the birds sing a nice song

It is peaceful now, and I wish for it to go on.

The grass has that smell,

and the flowers have those colors

thy sky is awake

and I know Nantucket is like no other.

When you feel the sand on say,

         

                   cisco beach

it is warmer than usual, and feels good on your feet

This is a poem, it was written for you,

I must leave now, and so will you.

No really, I’m serious,

Go right now

Please go I say, I need to work,

please go right now, please don’t be a jerk.

And now things are bad, real bad indeed,

and this is summer,

busy as a bee.

~Ella E :)

ACHOO! By Alden T.

Spring has sprung and that can mean a few things...

1. Allergies have begun... Uh oh... ACHOO!

2. The flowers have began to bloom and... Oh no, here we go again! ACHOO!!

3. Pollen is in the air and.... ACHOO!!! Oh and now it's in my hair... Great.

4. The island is getting busy and now I'm getting dizzy...

5. It's hard to do homework when all I can do is.... ACHOOO!!!!!

6. Now I'm at the store buying some more allergy medicine to cure me of my sneezing and insomnia. ACHOOzzzzzzzzzzz.....

A poem on the side affects of having allergies in the spring.

Spring – Anah B.

spring is fun

no more snow 

only little cold

flowers bloom

pollens out

here it comes achoo

round the corner 

all in yellow

as bright as can be

old cars

covered in flowers

old honks honk

summers coming

more and more people walking

is as busy as can be