Poetry Page

Library Pledge

I promise to treat our books with care,
And return them neat for others to share.
I'll keep them dry when outside is wet,
I'll keep them high away from my pet.

I'll read them and return them,
As soon as I am done,
For you to borrow
And have a lot of  fun.

Quiet is the way I must be
Especially in our LIBRARY.
        anonymous

Books Feed and Cure and Chortle and Collide
In all this willful world
of thud and thump and thunder
man's relevance to books
continues to declare.

Books are meat and medicine
and flame and flight and flower,
steel, stitch, and cloud and clout,
and drumbeats on the air.
        by Gwendolyn Brooks

Taste of Purple
Grapes hang purple
In their bunches,
Ready for
September lunches.
Gather them, no
Minutes wasting.
Purple is
Delicious tasting.
         by Leland B. Jacobs

Whispers
Whispers
    tickle through your ear
    telling things you like to hear.
Whispers
    are as soft as skin
    letting little words curl in.
Whispers
    come so they can blow
    secrets others never know.
        by Myra Cohn Livingston

Sea Shell
Sea Shell, Sea Shell,
    Sing me a song, O Please!
A song of ships, and sailor men,
    And parrots, and tropical trees,

Of islands lost in the Spanish Main
Which no man ever may find again,
Of fishes and corals under the waves,
And seahorses stabled in great green caves.

Sea Shell, Sea Shell,
Sing of the things you know so well.
        by Amy Lowell