Thomas Starr King Middle School - Echoes Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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I3 .. :Jia A A A ll H0 ll A CYCLONE I'm afraid of big dark cyclones, When the thunder rolls aronmd And lightning dashes through the clouds While trees all beat the ground. It lifts up two-story houses, And trees and telephone poles, The people all get frightened And run into cellar holes. The cyclone takes folks in its arms And carries them through the air Later it drops them to the ground They must have a terrible scare. A path of destruction it leaves behind It all seems very tragic But after all, it can't be stopped For its some of nature's magic. Edna Robinson, B7 INDIAN WIND SONG Ye call, ye summon clouds From the four world-points upstarting. From ye, the rain comes, Hither rain, moving rain, Over fields, amid the corny Everywhere, far and near, Over fields of yellow corn All day shall hang the thunder cloud, All day shall come the rushing rain. Jack Henry, 119 THE MOCKING BIRD A perky little mocker came to rest upon our lawn. He cocked his head and looked at me, then sang a little song, He wasn't in the least afraid, that saucy little bird, And in his tune he seemed to merge the song of every bird. Charlotte Marovz, B9 One H undred Seve nty-seven

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A SUDDEN STORM Nestling in the heaven's breast, Beyond the range of human eye, Tranquil in its broken rest, Is the storm that comes from the sky. The firmament's starry glory Lies basking in the moonlight ray While over the mountains hoary Sweet breezes gently play. Given the beauty that's God's, Kissed by the soft falling dew, The branch of the tree gently nods, It is beauty that is had by few. But hark! o'er the far off peak, Comes the roar of the thunder's crash, While the heavens seem to shriek From the cut of the lightning's Hash. The heart of the tempest revolts And it bursts in all its fury. Its spirit seems to exult As all Wild things homeward scurry. Then the vast gray clouds, they pass, And an end comes to the rain. The stars in fantastic groups mass, And the moon comes forth again. Tinting the world with its light, Waking the deer and its fawn Soothing the world with peaceful light Gleams the pale of the coming dawn. Jack Stern, .49 THE STORM A storm in the mountains! Thundering sky and lightning, of fierce aspect! Hillsides are streaming with hail Terrifying, intimidating! Then suddenly comes a rift In the blackest of clouds And, like a divine light, The Sun! Kathryn Ryan, A8 THE WI-ND Clouds wheel around ravelled and thinned, Pushed along, ravelled and thinned, Pushed along by the howling windy Over the mountains-pushed by the wind, The clouds, wheel along ravelled and thinned. Jack Henry, .49 One Hu ndred Seve nity-six

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THE PALACE BENEATH THE SEA In a palace beneath the sea P Lived three mermaids, strange to see. And in this fountain of beauty there, Are fishes like bubbles, that float in the air, And all these beautiful things we see, Were created by nature for you and for me. Laura Katz, A 7 THE BIRTH OF A RAINBOW V A lark sat on a leaf But he did not sing, For the sun was blind. The sky was sad. Tears rolled down. The lark, Dear conscientious thing, Decided that it was he Who should be blamed. So a song rang forth, A caroling, laughing song. Hearing this, the sun awakened And smiled. Beth Bruner, B9 NEPTUNE RULES A stream, a Winding, laughing stream, Whose spray makes little pebbles gleam, Their colors turning pink or green It rambles on, just like a.d,rQE1111rQ. A stream, a winding, laughing stream! Now, a waterfall before our eyes. Its source seems from the very skies. Ah, woe is me it dies, -it dies. Its roaring turns to groaning sighs. , A waterfall, before our eyes. The little stream then joins the sea. It finds it is no longer free. It can no longer happy be. It tries to turn about and flee, But powerful Neptune rules -the sea! -. ' A . A Jmze Clary, A9 TURQUOISE 3' 'I ' ' A A beam of earthshine, N' ' fl' ' . Frozen in a lunar crater. 1 fustin. Atlzizzson, A9 One Hundred Seventy-eight