Sunday, November 30, 2008

Rainforest Poems

Treasure of the Rainforest

R is for the rain that trickles down my face
A is for the anaconda that slithers round the branches of a tree
I is for the insects that run about the vines
N is for the noises that enchant everyone that listens
F is for the frog that jumps in the swamp
O is for the orange claw of the fiddler crab
R is for the red plant that smells of rotten meat
E is for everyone that watches silent and still
S is for the storm that floods all the trees
T is for the treasure of all rainforests.

In the Rainforest

In the middle of the rainforest
Trees are reaching up so tall
In the middle of the rainforest
I feel so small
In the middle of the rainforest
I am the only person there
In the middle of the rainforest
All the animals screech and stare
In the middle of the rainforest
Vines hang straggled, long
In the middle of the rainforest
Animals sing their rainforest song.
What We Saw in the Rainforest

A flying lizard on a rock, still as a stone
Huge buttress roots like monsters' claws
Curling vines, tight around trees like miniature flumes
A tarantula scuttling – demented
Bush babies, little balls of fur with huge watchful eyes
Snakes slithering slowly, softly, gracefully up trees.
Then a tropical thunderstorm came
–Ptchoum! Pattering rain.Kabourm!
– the lightening came
And we were scared
And could feel the water
trickling
down
our skin.

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