2001 School Magazine

original works : 77

Reflections from the Grave

The Colours of Nature

A ghostly mist rises To enter the deadly cold night. Weeping hands reach out to grasp your spin While the breath of death mourns For grey, ancient memories, Crumbled and cracked forever; When your existence fails, You will dwell beneath the feet of sinners Either ending misery and sorrow Or closing the gates of bliss and rapture When you reflect upon your vitality Will storm clouds gather? Or will a warm fire kindle within your heart?

Crimson blue Of the sparkling sea Lavish green

Coating every leaf Ragged mountains Touching white fluffy clouds Nothing making a sound Jagged grey rocks Piercing deep into the ground Dead dried grass Brown and bare The wind timing the waves of tre Carries my silent thoughts And dreams

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loonno Luke 9Gibson

Lauren MCIvor 12 Gibson

Enchanted trees Lined up in straight Iin Crystal waters A mirror in my mind Overgrown grass A1ungle of Its own Cold fresh air Sweet and crisp

The Bush and Its Wilderness Tall trees with their branches spreading up towards the rays of light give Insects and birds a home The leaf litter crunches beneath my feet A steep winding path directs me where to go Wild flowers bloom radiant colours A pool of fresh cold water A bounding sound A wallabyjumps to have a drink Vines weaving around trees A frog croaks as I pass As the track nears its end, a cool white mist, large rocks

Amend 51ephens 12 Gibson

The top of the world This part of the Earth Shows the colours of nature I think to myself

Amoke Kohow!to 8 Grimth

And a crashing sound. reveal a beautiful waterfall Birds of all es soar above and one b one dive

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And with a scoop at the water Emerge with a fish for dinner Crickets sing as the sun sets behind the hills The bush is a wonderful place full of animals and surprises

TenrieilleJonsons 9,111ey Monno nutsumi 9Grimth

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Lauren MCConochie 12 Mockoy

DiorPock 12 Engiond

Solo Kendo" 12 Engiond