Youth poems from our QUARANTINE RIVER ZINE ❤

Joshua Windrider Flores

If I Were a River

by Joshua Windrider Flores

If I were a river, I would move calmly in the night. I would see beautiful trees and birds. I would feel as if I were laying in a field of grass. I would hear the chirps of birds and the sound of wind. I would look like a shining blue stone that is really smooth.

I Gather the Rain

by KK Graham

I'm just a child, But I gather the rain. With my small, soft hands, I gather the rain.

When I gather the rain, I smell the salty air. I feel the hard rain, Pitter-patterpitter-patter I hear the rain against the window. Pitter-patterpitter-patter

I taste the rain, softly, hitting hard against my tongue. Pitter-patterpitter-patter I see the rain, hitting the floor. Pitter-patterpitter-patter

And when I gather the rain, I also provide it. To the soft ground. I grow the nature. Tis I who gathers the rain.

Let me Flow

by Luz Victoria Noriega

If I were a river, I would flow through the forest. I would trickle down the rocks, only a small creek in a thicket of trees, but providing the water through the land. A green patch of calm in a world of grey chaos, where birds would come to sing their sweet song and the deer would prance along the horizon. All nurtured by the father, son, and river, small but mighty. So let my river, small but mighty flow. Let its current take and give. Let my river flow into the horizon.

It was a nice beautiful day on the San Antonio Riverwalk. The San Antonio Riverwalk runs along the San Antonio River. My dad and I were walking along the river and he told me a legend about butterflies. Butterflies have a special connection with nature and water. Butterflies are a symbol of joy and happiness and purity. My dad said butterflies also bring good sleep and good dreams. But what is really special to my dad is that he believes that butterflies represent the spirits of people who have passed away. He told me that every time he sees a butterfly it is his grandparents looking out for him. I think this is a beautiful legend. If you walk along the river by the Pearl, you will see many different types of Beautiful Butterflies.