Keep A Poem in Your Pocket Day

Keep A Poem in Your Pocket Day April 18, 2013
The idea is simple: select a poem you love, carry it with you, then share it with co-workers, family, and friends.

Keep A Poem In Your Pocket

by Beatrice Schenk de Regniers

Keep a poem in your pocket

and a picture in your head

and you’ll never feel lonely

at night when you’re in bed.

The little poem will sing to you

the little picture bring to you

a dozen dreams to dance to you

at night when you’re in bed.

So-

Keep a picture in your pocket

and a poem in your head

and you’ll never feel lonely

at night when you’re in bed. 

 I am one of Ralph Fletcher’s biggest fans. Over the years I have enjoyed reading his novels, picture and poetry books and books on the writing process. “Twilight Comes Twice” is a children’s poetry picture book. It is written in evocative prose that describes the transition from day to night and back from night to day.  Fletcher is a master at creating vivid images using personification and metaphors to explain twilight, dawn and dusk. The illustrations enhance the text.

This book is a great teaching tool for helping those who want to improve their descriptive writing by using metaphors, similes and personification.

The following stanzas are the first four found in the book “Twilight Comes Twice”

   

Twice a day

a crack opens

between night and day.

Twice twilight

slips through that crack.

It stays only a short time

while night and day

stand whispering secrets

before they go their

separate ways.

Dusk is the name

for evening twilight.

Dusk gives the signal

for night to be born.

Dusk deepens the colors

Of ordinary things.

Even the common grass

faces on a luster

that makes you

stop to look.

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The World According to Bella

Woe is me!  I should have seen the signs:

Last night Mr. C gave me a huge cup of food right before bedtime.

Today was a first for me-no food in my bowl for breakfast. 

A pack of water bottles barricaded the closet door where my food is stored.

Mr. C and Mrs. S continued ignoring my whining as I pawed their bed to get their attention starting at 6:05 AM.

Mrs. S kept whispering to Mr. C and then they’d spell out words to each other.

If I had only checked Mrs. S’s calendar yesterday I might have noticed the red circle around April 18 and the words: Bella surgery

All I can say is today is my worst nightmare come true. Not only did I not get my breakfast but Mr. C refused to feed me and we had to leave the house very early. In the car he told me I needed some surgery but it is nothing to worry about. Something about a bump on my neck that has to come off. He assured me that with a few stitches I will be fine. But what I don’t get is I do feel fine except I am starving!! My tummy keeps growling. And... I think this is going to hurt!
Love from a scared and hungry Bella