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Hot Tub
Greta Peters, 3rd grade, Cutchogue East Elementary School
I sit in my hot tub
I feel the steam coming to my face
It feels good
It feels like hot lava
Oh No!
It feels so hot
I wish it was freezing cold
Fluttering Peace
By Dominique Kart, 4th grade, Our Lady of Mercy
Peace is like a butterfly
Fluttering through the sky
Flying up to heaven
Though I do not know why.
Peace is like a car
Going through the air
With no exhaust
Oh, why can’t people share?
Peace is like me
Walking on the sidewalk
Instead of getting angry
I try to just talk.
Peace is like the waves
Crashing on the shore
Then they leave quietly
And go back to the ocean floor.
Arizona
Chris Dolce, 4th grade, Cutchogue East Elementary School
WHOOSH!!!
The cactus whistle to the
wind as the wind whistles
back. As the mountains set
their mood, they change from brown
to blue to yellow to red to
orange. The mountain smiles at
me, I smile back. The sun
is a yellow-orange and quickly
trips behind the horizon. The sky
plays tag with the clouds, the clouds
run away. The mountains are
playing tricks on me, hiding the sun.
As it gets dark I go home. The lawn
smells of manure from the old
cattle that lived in the valley
long ago. As the sand rages
in the desert the next day
I see the sun burn like a
fireball entering the atmosphere.
The sand hides between my toes
as I step, the sand is hot
and soft. Again, the sun trips
behind the dim horizon but
slower this time. I sit, then
set my back on the irony
sand. I stare into the sky,
I see two kids playing tag
up there. I doze off. I'm on
a mountain. I feel dim and
tired. I stand up. I see the
sunset walking away. The other
mountains are jolly because of
the red-green color. There was
also a summer breeze. This sigh
is rare, beautiful and silent. But
all of a sudden I hear a voice
calling my name. I awaken. In
my mind I wonder, "What's making
that noise?" As the second day
does by I'm in Arizona. Can
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The Peaceful Field
Dylan James, 4th grade, Our Lady of Mercy
Once I was in a field
It was oh so very quiet
I could hear the wild buffalo roaming in the distance
I was lying on m back among
The wild grass and flowers
I heard birds
I felt so still and peaceful
Happiness filled the whole field
So did fairness
Love was in the air
So was order
With no disturbances
I found my inner peace
Peace with Myself
Marina DeLuca, 5th grade, Oysterponds Free School
As I walk through a nature made tail I see the trees that seem
to know everything. I hear a rustle in the leaves. I spin around
and see Blacka hunting air. She stirs up the odor of moist
leaves that are slowly turning into the soft soil under my feet.
Then I hear Robby coming. I tried to hide to still have time to
myself. But he found me. We walk into my place in the trees.
It has everything, the smells, the sights, Blacka sleeping in the
center of them, and Robby. And I've then found inner peace.
Inner Peace Endures
Colby Prokop, 6th grade, Cutchogue East Elementary School
Inner Peace is enduring as your life goes by, as a new day comes and as the
seasons change around me.
Crisp morning air,
Blowing through colors,
Red, Yellow and orange.
Walking slowly
Hands tucked in posckets,
As the dog runs beside you.
Snow will fall,
Lakes are frozen,
As hot chocolate warms the room,
Fuzzy blankets,
Curled up tight,
Snow falls silently on the roof.
Birds are chirping!
Everything is wet with dew,
The flowers are growing,
Everything is nice and new.
The beach grass dancing,
The sunset fading away,
The ocean waves, the seagull cries,
Saying there will be another day.
As the calm in your heart settles in,
And the moon begins to rise,
Your inner peace comes out,
And the dark is hidden from my eyes.
Peace
Caitlin Rivera, Cutchogue East
Peace is love
Peace is happiness.
Peace is caring,
Peace is being nice.
Peace is everywhere you look,
And peace is everywhere you don't look
Peace is in front of you.
You might not see it,
But it's there.
Peace is always everywhere no matter what
Peace is what we need.
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Untitled
Alex Waski, 5th grade, Our Lady of Mercy
Everyone
Stay quiet
Here that sound?
It's the great outdoors
Peace
Inner Peace
Oliver D. Orr, 6th grade, Cutchogue East
What is inner peace?
Is it simply lack of violence,
Or is it something deeper?
Is it a good book,
A comfy couch,
A tranquil Beatles song
The smell of mom's baking
Wafting up from the kitchen?
What is inner peace?
Is it simply happiness,
Or is it something deeper
Inner Peace Freestyle Haiku
Ben Bondarchuk, 5th grade, Oysterponds Free School
I love funny things
I really like lots of fun
And when I am calm.
When I get some action.
I have a happy time and
When I have some love, too!
I feel calm and peaceful mostly
When someone’s listening
But I’ll draw in my notebook.
My Inner Peace Song
Elizabeth Powe (Bokina), 6th Grade,
Cutchogue East Elementary School
Rainbows & Doves
Chocolates & Flowers
All in your heart
The sweetness of inner peace
You are tranquil
You are motionless
You are a meek mouse
Then you listen
There is rain
Destructive
Wetness
And loud noise
War rains down
Your inner peace song is
Dying
But then delicately
You sing
You were heard all around
The world
War stops here!!
Rainbows appear
The doves are here
Your inner peace song lives on.
My Peace Place
Miranda Sannino, 5th grade, Cutchogue East Elementary School
I have a place where there is peace,
not a closet or a bed.
I just have it in my head.
Many places I will go,
But I still have my peace I know.
Winter, spring, symmer, fall,
Christmas, Easter, Jul 4th, Halloween,
or in between.
I still have my peace
I will always be kind,
as long as I have peace in my mind.
My peace place |
