Favorite Childhood Poetry 4

Although I thought that I had completed my three-part series on my childhood favorites, today as I was surfing I discovered this beautiful artwork by Scott Gustafson and was reminded of this gem by Edward Lear, that I so loved as a child. I just had to share. Perhaps I will continue these from time to time.

Sonnet CDXXI(421)

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Thy love's a treasure sweet and dost thou know? Thy heart is one as large as one can be. Thee holds my thoughts, my dreams, my very soul. There's no one I could love, as I love thee.

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Favorite Childhood Poetry 3

This third and perhaps most important installment which I first enjoyed in a favorite little golden book entitled "A Child's Garden of Verses" by Robert Louis Stevenson, that my dear mother(God rest her soul) would read to me faithfully over and over again, upon my request, until I was able to read it myself. The book contains a great number of wonderful pieces for children, but the following three pieces have been permanently impressed upon my head and heart and are perhaps what has laid the foundation for my love of fantasy and the written word.

Independence Day

Red— White— Blue— We stood upon the shore The sky afire with your love Candles celebrating past Bringing us into present A day of independence Of starting anew

Favorite Childhood Poetry 2

I've been really busy working on planning a trip home. This silly post was scheduled for 2 days ago, oops. Anyway, I promised you a part 2 and 3 and I'm back to deliver.

This second piece was handed down to me by my first grade school teacher, Ms. Hill. I'm sure that Ms. Hill has long since departed to a better place, but this piece still lives on inside my head and heart. It's beauty has haunted my memories all of my life. So, without further ado... for you Ms. Hill:

Favorite Childhood Poetry 1

My granddaughter came home and invited her mom to the "poetry slam" competition at her school next week. I wasn't invited, but I WAS amused. In light of slamming a little poetry, I thought that I might share a piece that I'm sure many of you have read before. This piece by Eugene Field, along with two others are my favorite childrens' pieces, I'll be posting the other two by and by. I just love the rich and wondrous imagery in this work.

Riding the Bus - (something different)

The other day Riding the bus Strange woman Evil looking Talking Through widened eyes Every breath struggled Suffocating Snorting— Cussing Threatening Louder Louder(Stop!)—

Welcome - Sonnet XX

Just Another Today.com Exile

Let me start out by making it clear that when I started out on today.com I signed an agreement that stated that I would retain my copyright. I worked my tail off trying to write, build and promote that blog along with my others while writing for three other sites.

I went through many many different themes and variations of the universal theme that I created myself. I was told to take things off of my blog(EC, Adgitize and a few other choice goodies) and promote their products. The dollar amounts in my account never matched the traffic that I received and I never reached payout. I am currently about $5 short of payout.