Purple Moon

Write On Poetry Prize Silver Winner, Ages 12 and under

by Elisabeth Baer

The Moon’s purple rays were twinkling down onto the pond.
Dancing water lilies incrusted its grassy moist bank.
It had just rained, only moments ago
And drops of water dripped down from the edge
Of the curved, green leaves.

The water rippled as the frogs erratically sprung
Between the round, floating lily pads.
In the purple tinted water, the Moon’s reflection
Rested for the night.
A soft wind blew, pushing the lily pads under
A branch of an over-hanging fern.

Boing, boing, a bunny bounces to take a sip of
The cool, luscious shimmering water.
A startling giggle cuts through, and the bunny scampers away,
Too afraid to find out who the laugh belongs to.
And then with a few thumps, four human feet rested
By the side of the pond
Two were large and two were small.

The mom and her daughter looked up and watched how
The sheep dotted the nearby hills like dandelion seeds,
Up, and up, and up they went…
Grazing on the fresh grass as they roamed.
The sheep must have thought it was the day,
Since usually they would be sleeping the night away.
Kept up tonight by the Moon oh so full and shining brighter than ever,
Over the memories, life and magic of the pond.

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Elisabeth Baer, 10, has been writing poems for years and finally, thanks to her Mom, Dad, and Ms. Dallas Woodburn, got the poems to the point that they could be published. Her first poetry book is forthcoming. Elisabeth, now homeschooled, has a huge love of science, math, literature, and history! She also plays the violin, piano, and she sings. Elisabeth enjoys riding horses and playing chess. She has a brother, Coco—who is a human in a dog’s body; and parents named Petra, her Mom, and Harvey, her Dad. www.ekbaer.com