Getting lost in some poetry today. @farawaypoetry @rupikaur_ #poetrywisdom #love 💛
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Getting lost in some poetry today. @farawaypoetry @rupikaur_ #poetrywisdom #love 💛
Alice
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin’ at all.
A Shel a Day
Where the Sidewalk Ends is one of my favorite childhood poetry books, and I finally splurged to buy the Shel Silverstein book last weekend. Going through the poems now, though, I find little messages far more meaningful than the silly rhymes that I read 20 years ago. And so in honor of National Poetry Month, I figured I would make the half-effort to do a half-month of Shel poems, posting a poem per day, although that poem will be most relevant to my preoccupations of that day. Vale?
INVENTION:
I’ve done it, I’ve done it!
Guess what I’ve done!
Invented a light that plugs into the sun.
The sun is brigh enough,
The bulb is strong enough,
But, oh, there’s only one thing wrong...
The cord ain’t long enough.
Inspired by a homework assignment for coming up with a business model for a rather trite problem, and the “inspirations” of my group members’ contributions.