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A Poem - "The Deep" Inspired by "The Blue Planet"

The things you find inside the deep,

The darkest corners of the sea,

Where no light could ever reach,

Or any of our submarines,

You'll find weird, twisted, forms of life,

Which have constantly evolved,

To survive without any light,

To live without sight involved,

Scientists have always thought

That life depended on the sun

But when they explored the deep,

They found they were entirelly wrong.

A Poem - "The Valley Of The Blue"

In the Valley of the Blue,

Where 'calm' and 'violent' are friends,

Where dolphins flip up in the air,

Where the sky's reflection has no end,

Where horses that are white with foam,

Float quietly against the sand,

But in the middle of the night,

They crash and become raging mad,

But you cannot track these horses,

For they leave no footsteps,

So you can only sit and watch,

At tide and tide again,

You cannot tame this raging sea,

This valley of the deep,

Powerful's what it will be,

This Valley of the Blue.

A Poem - "The Willow By The Stream"

The clouds hung bright,

Through golden light,

In which the sun beat on me,

I stopped to rest,

Beneath a nest,

Perched on a willow tree,

It seems it was,

Beside a stream,

In which I stopped to drink from,

Through the countryside I strolled,

Spying trees that squirrells patrolled,

Gathering nuts for the winter season,

And for a very good reason,

Fall soon passes,

Winter comes,

And now the willow's bare,

The stream has quickly turned to ice,

And all the animals are tucked inside,

Their cozy winter lairs,

Snowflakes have begun to form,

And the skies show signs,

Of a winter snowstorm,

Soon after snow starts,

To creep away,

Summer comes without delay,

Flowers pop out,

And then the leaves,

And then the nettles,

(Which do sting),

When that's all done,

Soon comes spring,

The countryside's filled

With chirping sound,

Nesting time is all around!

Then in what feels like,

No time at all,

The leaves turn brown,
And it becomes fall,

I see the willow and the stream,

Sitting there like lonely freinds,

And just like the year before,

The cycle start over again.

A Poem - "The Polar Bear"

The polar bear is a fantastic bear,
With brilliant white fur, short and fair,
Lumbering across the snowy poles,
Carefully noting the icy holes,
Spring soon comes, while the snow melts,
And hunters come for the bear's white felt,
They come to kill this handsome beast,
We should save them at the very least.

Written as part of a school project on endangered animals, April 2009.

A Poem - "When I Close My Eyes"

When I see something that I don't want to see,
Like an indian with spears,
I close my eyes, it disappears,
I'm left in total darkness though,
But I don't really mind,
All that really matters,
Is the happiness I find.

Written on 1st August, 2008, during a very long English Lit lecture.