MARIGOLD This poem is inspired by daffodils by William Wordsworth: One day that was sunny, Many steps I took hurriedly. Seeing a white, fluffy bunny, I sat under a tree quietly. Ahead was a gurgling pond Ahead was another March Hare With one more as a bond Eating the meadow's grass so bare. Behind me were steep slopes Above me was a strong tree With a joyful swing with ropes And the leaves with birds so free. Surrounded was I with bright Orange and strong marigolds, Turned I to the right, And saw more marigold abodes. I thought and wished I could stay here forever And suddenly it all finished A beautiful dream that I would have only once. -Erica Anahtreek
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The blue planet This poem is a sonnet. Galileo came to Jupiter with a question, "Who is more merrier for in my vision, Neptune and Pluto are fighting Help me, Oh god of Lightning!" The star seekers often said "Neptune is further beautiful with its flowing bed" Or the rival star seekers who demand "It is Pluto with its snowing land." Jupiter said that," I shall give you one That can be beaten by none Who is more merrier than Neptune's gleaming land And who is more merrier than Pluto's snowy sand." So Jupiter claimed that it is blue earth Which is warmer than Hestia's hearth." -Erica Anahtreek