Poetics and Poetry Discussion
Sherrie Kolb Cassel
(1/14/2014 9:55:00 AM)
When I was a child, rhymes were used to teach us about rhythm, and they were fun, like seesawing with words. I've since grown past rhymes, but I like to try my hand at them from time to time. This is one of my favorite childhood rhymes:
The Land of Counterpane
When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.
And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;
And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.
I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
Robert Louis Stevenson
(1/13/2014 7:27:00 PM)
Thank you Ella Wind. Really love this line, " ...reach world on world through door on door..." Books give us unconditional loving company unlike most men. When we are lonely, those are times we need company, a similar situation that I mentioned in my poem " Tuck In Tight" :
Anger drives me to dare
how it feels not to talk
or say hello love by text
How another day can start
without your beaming face
Or how fast to forget...