My goal was to post a poem a day and here I am, on day 4… So today I will post four poems in this post just to get caught up. Today’s poem is
Trees by Joyce Kilmer, (1886-1918)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Poem 2: This poem made me smile when I wrote it.
A Haiku: by Dorothy Hill (copyright 1999)
The bird ate the worm
Stretched it right out of the ground
Early bird, Late worm.
Poem 3: Reality by Dorothy Hill (copyright 1991)
Reality is the opaque film
of events that tint
Our lives and gives shape to
The hardness of our hearts.
Poem 4: by Dorothy Hill (copyright 1999)
Hanging frozen in the cold
Winter’s jagged teeth