Reading Poems
I met a dragon face to face
by Jack Prelutsky
I met a dragon face to face
the year when I was ten,
I took a trip to outer space,
I braved a pirate's den,
I wrestled with a wicked troll,
and fought a great white shark,
I trailed a rabbit down a hole,
I hunted for a snark.
I stowed aboard a submarine,
......
piecemeal
by Rikske Kessner
In fragments, I find you,
piece by piece,
each shard a story,
a glimpse through the cracks.
Moments drift,
unanchored,
and I catch only slivers,
glints of who you are.
......
The Written Word
by John Michaelson
The Written Word by John Michaelson
The infinite and eternal power of the written word,
Penned naked and vulnerable on the page,
Lies only in the destiny of its earnest reader,
With its untapped potential trapped in its cage.
As its curves and its corners are flowing with ease,
Whether handwritten, typed or etched,
Its power to influence the reader it attracts,
......
When You Can Read
by Bobbi Katz
When you can read, then you can go
from Kalamazoo to Idaho -
Or read directions that explain
just how to build a model plane -
Or bake a cake or cook a stew -
The words will tell you what to do!
When you can read, then you can play
a brand new game the proper way -
Or get a letter from a friend
and read it . . . to the very end!
......
reading the room
by Red Brick Keshner
Is it just me in observation
that more and more poems
are lengthening coinciding
with more reading of longer
poetry in these recent days?
......
piecemeal
by Rikske Kessner
In fragments, I find you,
piece by piece,
each shard a story,
a glimpse through the cracks.
Moments drift,
unanchored,
and I catch only slivers,
glints of who you are.
......
The Written Word
by John Michaelson
The Written Word by John Michaelson
The infinite and eternal power of the written word,
Penned naked and vulnerable on the page,
Lies only in the destiny of its earnest reader,
With its untapped potential trapped in its cage.
As its curves and its corners are flowing with ease,
Whether handwritten, typed or etched,
Its power to influence the reader it attracts,
......
reading the room
by Red Brick Keshner
Is it just me in observation
that more and more poems
are lengthening coinciding
with more reading of longer
poetry in these recent days?
......
Words do Fly
by Sharon Morgan
Words do fly and leap through withered pages
Born from constant restless furling
Damp from swipes of moist fingertips
Which paves the way for words to fly and leap from surrogate pages
To form a symphony of sentences which feed the mind with comprehension
As thought patterns take the shape of understanding, awareness, rapt attention
As words that fly do leap and dare to beg, read me.
Afterward
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
See Dick run, in the golden latterly years,
When past is gone, the future premieres.
Jane is a librarian, in the floral ruby days,
Sally is a teacher, in the tangerine phase.
Puff pursues orange butterflies in heaven,
And he and Spot frolic, in sunshine lemon.
Mother and Father reside in assisted living,
Where the blue jay to the moon is singing.
