Shel Silverstein

(September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 / Chicago/ Illinois)

Shel Silverstein Poems

81. Goodnight Little Houseplant 4/7/2010
82. Strange Restaurant 4/7/2010
83. My Rules 4/7/2010
84. Danny O'Dare 4/7/2010
85. She’s My Ever Lovin’ Machine 4/7/2010
86. Loser 4/7/2010
87. I Once Knew A Woman 4/7/2010
88. Workin’ It Out 4/7/2010
89. Rain 4/7/2010
90. Point Of View 4/7/2010
91. Come Skating 4/6/2010
92. My Mind Keeps Movin’ 4/7/2010
93. Thumbs 4/7/2010
94. The Bridge 4/7/2010
95. Kiss It Away 4/7/2010
96. Turkey? 4/7/2010
97. Little Green Buttons 4/7/2010
98. No Thank You 4/7/2010
99. Folk Singer's Blues 4/7/2010
100. Ladies First 4/7/2010
101. Dance To It 4/7/2010
102. Double-Tail Dog 4/7/2010
103. The Bagpipe Who Didn’t Say No 4/7/2010
104. The Meehoo With An Exactlywatt 4/7/2010
105. Joey 4/7/2010
106. Twistable Turnable Man 4/7/2010
107. Morgan’s Curse 4/7/2010
108. Vegetables 4/7/2010
109. My Beard 4/7/2010
110. Don'T Give A Dose To The One You Love Most 4/7/2010
111. Hard To Please 4/7/2010
112. Ugliest Man In Town 4/7/2010
113. Everybody's Makin' It Big But Me 4/7/2010
114. Time 4/7/2010
115. The Loser 4/7/2010
116. I’m So Good That I Don’t Have To Brag 4/7/2010
117. Sing Me A Rainbow 4/7/2010
118. Homemade Boat 4/7/2010
119. Melinda Mae 4/7/2010
120. Weird-Bird 4/7/2010

Comments about Shel Silverstein

  • Rimjhim Singh (9/2/2011 1:27:00 PM)

    shel silverstein= <3
    his poems coloured my childhood.

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Best Poem of Shel Silverstein

Where The Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and ...

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Crowded Tub

There are too many kids in this tub
There are too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine
There are too many kids in this tub.

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