Joyce Kilmer Memorial (a.K.A. dutch oven)
Fireplace Rededication
Poems
Photos by: Sharon Shinomiya and Matt Schmitt
Como Woodland Outdoor Classroom website: www.comowoodland.org
Poems by: Poet-tree Workshop students
“A Walk in Como Park”
By Anthony, 5th grader
Chelsea Heights Elementary
The pathway is dark, forbidden
The light is shining through
the old fireplace, stones worn and
broken,
Once housed fires, in days that are
gone, lost in time.
Leaves, bright, colorful
yellow, green, purple, red
Fluttering in the cool autumn breeze
Birds singing, trees swaying
in the cool, crisp air.
Animals, scampering, playing
Running through the trees
Playing on the ground.
Flowers, sights and smells,
Perfume in the wind,
Cool, peppermint wind.
Fall.
“Como Woodlands”
Group Poem by Kelly Dudeck’s
6th grade class, Como Park Elementary
I shivered under the trees that Friday
As I looked at the flowers—I didn’t know
What kind—pink, yellow, purple.
As the leaves changed from green
To orange and yellow, as the wind,
Like the coolish moon traveling
Around the world, touched my skin.
As I felt my blood rushing, the river raced,
my heart pumped in and out, and leaves crunched
as I stepped on them.
There used to be a waterfall before
Time stopped for it, and the well dried up.
There used to be a fireplace. Deer once grazed
On pine cones and black berries.
A bridge led to this path, and the cascade.
The 1930s are gone, with the eagles
And the years. The invasive
Thistles have driven out the native plants.
I looked at all the sad trees, that Friday,
The ground overflowing with leaves
That will fertilize new growth, as though
It is the future of the world.
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