The morns are meeker than they were,The nuts are getting brown;The berry’s cheek is plumper,The rose is out of town.The maple wears a gayer scarf,The field a scarlet gown.Lest I should be old-fashioned,I’ll put a trinket on.Autumnby Emily Dickinson
“Afternoons on a Hill”I will be the gladdest thingUnder the sun!I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.I will look at cliffs and cloudswith quiet eyes,Watch the wind bow down the grass,and the grass rise.And when the lights begin to showup from the town,I will mark which must […]
During an afternoon decluttering session, I found a poetry anthology book that’s been missing for months. It was at the bottom of a bin under layers of old receipts, a folded up ugly Christmas sweater, and unopened mail. Yep, a picture of impeccable tidiness. Here’s a fun pun poem you […]
This tongue twisting poem is a good and fun read, especially read aloud. But the last two lines get you thinking about facing the positive and negative aspects of life’s experiences. There’s cautious optimism that whatever life brings, you’ll weather it the best you can: face good days with gratitude […]
“My First Pet” by Kevin Pearson, published 2018 My mommy said todayThat I could get a pet one day.I gave her a kissThen started making my list. Maybe I could get a giraffe.It would be so fun to give him a bath.What about a rhinoceros? I thought.I am sure that […]
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