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Tag Archives: Emily Dickinson
Something Wonderful
Autumn The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
Aristocracy Emily Dickinson The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
Something Wonderful
This lovely little gem comes to us via sirited writer and poetry enthusiast Toby Stein, who shared it at a Poetry Appreciation Group gathering: Fame is a Bee Fame is a bee. It has a song– It has a sting– … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
We Like March We like March — his shoes are Purple. He is new and high — Makes he Mud for Dog and Peddler — Makes he Forests Dry — Knows the Adder’s Tongue his coming And begets her spot … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
As we summer murmurs its last goodbye and the leaves come out to play, a delight: Autumn The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. … Continue reading
Sun Story
In celebration of the eclipse, a lovely poem: I’ll Tell You how the Sun Rose Emily Dickinson I’ll tell you how the sun rose, – A ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
As children bid the guest good-night, And then reluctant turn, My flowers raise their pretty lips, Then put their nightgowns on. As children caper when they wake, Merry that it is morn, My flowers from a hundred cribs Will peep, … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
As the wind blows and the leaves come out to play, a few musings to delight us: Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive … Continue reading
Something Wonderful
As we launch into a bright, shiny new set of 12 months, something to ponder: “New Year’s is the first page of a 365-page book: Write a good one!” Brad Paisley And a lovely gem from the divine, divining Emily … Continue reading
