"Credo" by Jack London
I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out
in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom
of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.
"Cow Poetry" by Gary Larsen
"Metaphors" by Sylvia Plath
I'm a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf's big with its yeasty rising.
Money's new-minted in this fat purse.
I'm a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I've eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train there's no getting off.
4 comments:
Are you kidding me?!?! You actually have some of our love square poetry? Oh. My. Gosh.
I'll add to the list of favorites a little ditty written by a poor, friendless, chilled boy....
I like frogs.
They live on great big logs.
They jump high.
Up, up in the sky.
I wish I could jump high like a frog.
I admit to nothing . . . at least until I find them (I remember seeing them a few years ago, but seriously, who knows where they could be now. I do, however, still have some pretty good notes from Music 101 . . .
Great poem, by the way. Do I know this poor, chilled poet?
Cypher in the Snow.
It was Mike Richey's favorite.
I totally forgot about that! I may be laughing on the outside, but I am crying on this inside. Now if we could just watch "The Mailbox," too . . . Ruthie!
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