Share a poem you’ve written or just one you like
Joy-I loved Shel Silverstein too. (As my sister below did which I had no clue!) But my favorite poet is E.E. Cummings and my favorite poem of his is-maggie and millie and molly and mae. My husband still has one of his poems I wrote on paper in his wallet from 13 years ago. Sappy I know. (The Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings 1956)
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
for whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea
Nik- I can’t remember the words of the poems, but I grew up loving Shel Silverstein’s A Light in the Attic. There were so many poems in there that I read over and over again.
Erin- Emily Dickenson
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter -- An unpretending time My Plane -- and I, together wrought Before a Builder came -- To measure our attainments -- Had we the Art of Boards Sufficiently developed -- He'd hire us At Halves -- My Tools took Human -- Faces -- The Bench, where we had toiled -- Against the Man -- persuaded -- We -- Temples build -- I said --
Tonya- Trees Joyce Kilmer
I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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