Poetry
Happy National Limerick Day
Cell by Brian Bilston
Now is the Month of Maying
Now Is the Month Of Maying
by Thomas Morley.
Artist bijde_hansje
Now is the month of maying,
When merry lads are playing, fa la,
Each with his bonny lass
Upon the greeny grass. Fa la.
The Spring, clad all in gladness,
Doth laugh at Winter’s sadness, fa la,
And to the bagpipe’s sound
The nymphs tread out their ground. Fa la.
Fie then! why sit we musing,
Youth’s sweet delight refusing? Fala.
Say, dainty nymphs, and speak
Shall we play at barley-break? Fa la.
The Caveman’s Lament
Good Night
Happy National Poem in Your Pocket Day
I posted this last year on Poem in Your Pocket Day, and it’s the perfect poem for today, so I’m sharing it again.
The Common Robin
The Common Robin.
Poetry by Laurel Trautwein
Artist Debbie Clark
The robin has returned
with her song
and I do not ask her
of her winter whereabouts
nor tell her how much I’ve missed
the open windows
and the outdoor melodies
that float inside
landing within me
as lightly and longed for as feathers
such whistles and trills
become the music
that brings the rains and
summons the hosta shoots
now shouldering through soil
I cannot budge with a shovel
come July
I will not forget
this novelty
I will not take for granted
this common bird
who is telling me every day
you do not have to be extraordinary
to sing
but to sometimes
forget the world
and remember the earth
to create
something out of nothing
with your singular voice
and so
to dance with the gods
just because…
we are alive
and that is exceptional reason enough
The First Dandelion
The First Dandelion
by Walt Whitman
Artist Alexandra Dawe
Simple and fresh and fair from winter’s close emerging,
As if no artifice of fashion, business, politics, had ever been,
Forth from its sunny nook of shelter’d grass—innocent, golden, calm as the dawn,
The spring’s first dandelion shows its trustful face.
Poetry is… by Dylan Thomas
Bound 4 Escape 