Monday's Poem: Feelings in the Sky

FEELINGS IN THE SKY

I like to read feelings in the sky:

in the raindrop tears,

in the lonely stars above,

in the dark, cloudy fears,

and the rainbow love;

in the changing-shape moon,

in the falling-star fun,

in the scary-thunder tune,

and the smiley-face sun.

I like to read feelings in the sky

and make up stories

and make up songs

and make up poems

that answer why.

                            Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Up in a Tree on a Windy Day

UP IN A TREE ON A WINDY DAY

Up in the middle of a back-and-forth tree,

the wind rocks the tree,

and the wind rocks me.

The smiley-face sun is egg-yolk bright,

and a penny-golden butterfly

ziggy-zags by.

The clothesline flaps a pear-yellow sheet,

and meadowlarks tweet

from in-the-nest seats.

I'm up in a tree on a swaying, summer day,

in the primrose promise

of a fluttery, buttery day.

                                      Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: Gathering Words

GATHERING WORDS

I'm gathering everything

from everywhere I've been--

last week's slide,

last week's swing,

and the song

in the rocker

that grandma sings.

I'm gathering everything

from everywhere I've been--

inside school,

inside books,

inside words

from the people

in my neighborhood.

I'm writing everything

from everywhere I've been--

in my stories,

in my poems,

in the wonder

and the words

that gather up in me.

                         Anne Knowles