Friday, February 28, 2020

Poem of the Month

Poem of the Month – Archive


Barter By Sara Teasdale Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children's faces looking...


POEM FOR MY NIECE AT FOURTEEN by David Plumb Call it pudding, snow radio or new. Oboe, earring, boy kite or wind. Once you bounced on my lap. Now a song takes your...

December, 2015 – Wellington Calls

Wellington Calls! Jumpers while the sun is setting Turf is tossed where hooves are treading Palms and pines stand straight and tall

March, 2015 – Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes.

June, 2014 – My Own Ring

My Own Ring By March Brooker I come with my own ring, passed down through the years by family crones.   Unknown who wore the delicate thread of gold. so thin, so...

A Mother’s Day Poem

Roses for Mama By Lynn Casstevens   Lord, are there roses in your garden On the shores of jubilee Would you pick a dozen of your best And deliver them...

For Example

For Example By Adrienne Rich November 23, 1963 Sometimes you meet an old man whose fist isn't clenched blue-white. Someone like that old poet whose grained palm once travelled the bodies...

Drinkin’ from My Saucer

Drinkin' from My Saucer I've never made a fortune And it's prob'ly too late now; But I don't worry 'bout that much, I'm happy anyhow! And as I go...

November, 2015 – Ode to Autumn

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn,

August, 2015 – Breaths of Hope

Creativity excites the passions of men Sound heals the cunning sharpness of grim Dark as the onyx of stone Bleak is the lifeless land