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From Blossoms BY LI-YOUNG LEE From blossoms comes this brown paper bag of peaches we bought from the boy at the bend in the road where we turned toward signs painted Peaches. From laden boughs, from hands, from sweet fellowship in the bins, comes nectar at the roadside, succulent peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, comes…
Poem: Besides the Autumn poets sing Emily Dickinson Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the Haze — A few incisive Mornings — A few Ascetic Eves — Gone — Mr. Bryant’s “Golden Rod” — And Mr. Thomson’s “sheaves.” Still, is the…
A tortoise was resting under a tree, on which a bird had built its nest. The tortoise spoke to the bird mockingly, “What a shabby home you have! It is made of broken twigs, it has no roof, and looks crude. What’s worse is that you had to build it yourself. I think my house,…
An old miser lived in a house with a garden. The miser hid his gold coins in a pit under some stones in the garden. Every day, before going to bed, the miser went to the stones where he hid the gold and counted the coins. He continued this routine every day, but not once…
There Was an Old Man with a Beard Edward Lear There was an Old Man with a beard, Who said “It is just how I feared— Two Owls and a hen, For Larks and a wren, Have all built their nests in my beard!”
I’m a Little Teapot George Harold Sanders I’m a little teapot Short and stout Here is my handle (one hand on hip) Here is my spout (other arm out straight) When I get all steamed up Hear me shout “Tip me over and pour me out!” (lean over toward spout) I’m a clever teapot, Yes, it’s true Here…
The Forest Annette Wynne The forest is the town of trees Where they live quite at their ease, With their neighbors at their side Just as we in cities wide.
Being Brave At Night Albert Guest The other night ’bout two o’clock, or maybe it was three, An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me. His trunk was wavin’ in the air an’ spoutin’ jets of steam An’ he was out to eat me up, but still I didn’t scream Or let him see…
The Crocodile Lewis Carroll How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws!
A Hare was making fun of the Tortoise one day for being so slow. “Do you ever get anywhere?” he asked with a mocking laugh. “Yes,” replied the Tortoise, “and I get there sooner than you think. I’ll run you a race and prove it.” The Hare was much amused at the idea of running…
