Showing posts with label what about poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what about poems. Show all posts

June 13, 2011

June, a poem by John Updike



The sun is rich
and gladly pays



In golden hours
Silver days



And long green weeks
That never end



School's out
The time is ours to spend



There's Little League
Hopscotch, the creek,



And after supper
Hide and seek



The live-long light
Is like a dream



And freckles come
Like flies to cream



*Poem from the book "A Child's Calendar" written by John Updike*

I absolutely love all of the poems from this book. I can relate to every one of them! Each month, starting in January, I have posted his monthly poems from the book, but never did get around to posting April and May {will have to do those next year} Anyhow, I'm back on track and I hope you enjoyed "June".

February 21, 2011

it's snowing again

It's President's Day...the kids are off school...and it is snowing like crazy! We got absolutely dumped on in a short period of time! The weather man is predicting 4 to 5 inches...but we already have a solid 4 out there and it's still coming down like gangbusters!

Each month I have been sharing poems by John Updike from his book called "A Child's Calendar." When the weather turned to 60 degrees just a few days ago, I wasn't really in the mood to post it...but now...all that's changed with the snow piling up outside! Hope you enjoy it. For those of you who don't know, this poem really describes February in northeast America.





poem by John Updike

P.S. I just measured our snow with a ruler and we have 7 inches. It's almost midnight now and the snow is supposed to be tapering off soon...we'll see about that!

January 8, 2011

A wintry poem and my love for Pennsylvania



This photo was taken by me in our field behind our house just after a big snowfall.
The house in this photo is actually our neighbor's.
It's very old and very beautiful, built with crimson red brick.
The tiny little snowflakes and poem were added using Picnik.com, a free photo editing program that I use for most of my photos.
I don't have Photoshop, so it comes in handy.

I love this poem, January...by John Updike!
It precisely captures the cold, grey wintry days of January in Pennsylvania.
John Updike grew up in Pennsylvania..and that is why I love his poetry..I can appreciate his descriptions about the months of the year because I've lived it.
It's my life.

I know that winters in my state can be long..and cold..and grey..but there's something about Pennsylvania that I just dearly love.

Pennsylvania is good, Pennsylvania is life, it's earthy, it's farms and farmers, dairy cows and corn fields, it's rolling acres, mountains and valleys, it's family and friends, it's school yards and churches, it's deer and wild turkeys, groundhogs and squirrels, it's pheasant and duck and raccoons and possum, it's fishing and hunting and skiing and camping, it's 4 seasons..winter, spring, summer and fall, it's icicles and snow, it's daffodils and crocuses, it's Sunrise service on Easter morning, it's green grass and swimming in the lake, fireworks and picnics, it's heat and rain and high humidity, it's garden grown corn, fresh picked tomatoes still warm from the sun, it's pumpkins, gourds, and trick or treat, it's giant orange harvest moons, it's ponds and lakes and creeks and dams, it's state parks and county fairgrounds, it's parades and festivals of every ethnic background, it's blue collar workers and mom and pop corner stores, it's libraries and fire halls, weddings and funerals, it's Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts, World War II veterans and new recruits too, it's meatloaf and mashed potatoes, homemade bread and fruit pies, it's maple syrup and wildflower honey, it's pine trees and oaks...it's Pennsylvania, home to good folks. Pennsylvania is good, Pennsylvania is life!

Ok, that there was written by me...just now, off the top of my head, not pre-planned, just from my heart and my soul. Now you know just a little bit about what makes Pennsylvania a special place. Even now as I write, there's so much more that's coming to my mind...but I'll leave it at that.

That's me in the photo below...enjoying the snow. Have you ever fallen back into a foot or more of snow? It's quite comfortable.

December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas To My Blog Friends!



December

First snow! The flakes,
so few, so light,
Remake the world
in solid white.

All bundled up,
We feel as if
We were fat penguins,
Warm and stiff.

The toy-packed shops
Half split their sides,
And Mother brings home
Things she hides.

Old carols peal.
The dusk is dense.
There is a mood
Of sweet suspense.

The shepherds wait,
The kings, the tree,
All wait for something
Yet to be.

Some miracle.
And then it's here,
Wrapped up in hope,
Another year!


*a poem by John Updike

November 4, 2010

November, a poem by John Updike

The stripped and shapely Maple grieves
The loss of her departed leaves.



The ground is hard
As hard as stone.
The year is old
The birds are flown.



And yet the world,
Nevertheless,
Displays a certain
Loveliness.



The beauty of the bone.
Tall God must see our souls this way, and nod.



Give thanks, we do, each in his place
Around the table during Grace.