Good Books, Good Times (Monday Poem)

 by Lee Bennett Hopkins

 

 

Good books. 

Good times.

Good stories.

Good rhymes.

Good beginnings.

Good ends.

Good people.

Good friends.

Good fiction.

Good facts.

Good adventures.

Good acts.

Good stories.

Good rhymes.

Good books.

Good times.

 

 

from Good Books, Good Times!

selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins

illustrated by Harvey Stevenson

Harper Collins, 1991  

 

Books Fall Open (Monday Poem)

by David McCord

 

 

Books fall open,

you fall in,

delighted where

you've never been;

hear voices not once

heard before,

reach world on world

through door on door;

find unexpected

keys to things

locked up beyond

imaginings.

What might you be,

perhaps become,

because one book

is somewhere? Some

wise delver into

wisdom, wit,

and wherewithal

has written it.

True books will venture,

dare you out,

whisper secrets,

maybe shout

across the gloom

to you in need,

who hanker for

a book to read.

 

 

from Good Books, Good Times!

selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins

illustrated by Harvey Stevenson

Harper Collins, 1991  

 

 

 

  

Artist (Monday Poem)

 by Anna Grossnickle Hines

 

 

Bright as a lightbulb,

round as a pie,

the moon glows full

in the winter sky.

It's high overhead,

but far below

the moon paints pictures

on the blue-white snow.

 

 

from Winter Lights: A Season in Poems & Quilts

by Anna Grossnickle Hines

Greenwillow, 2005 

 

A Sight to See (Monday Poem)

by Anna Grossnickle Hines

 

 

Aurora borealis!

Aurora borealis!

The words ring out

in a joyful shout.

Come see!

 

Come see

this amazing sight,

the shifting colors,

a billowing curtain

of swirling,

swooping light.

 

Aurora borealis!

Aurora borealis!

The words slip out

in a whisper.

Wow.

 

 

from Winter Lights: A Season in Poems & Quilts

by Anna Grossnickle Hines

Greenwillow, 2005 

One Little Candle (Monday Poem)

 by Anna Grossnickle Hines

 

 

One little candle,

a flickering light,

prancing and playing,

pushing back the night.

 

A hop-skipping flame

putting on a show,

mighty little candle

sets the room aglow.

 

 

 

from Winter Lights: A Season in Poems & Quilts

by Anna Grossnickle Hines

Greenwillow, 2005 

Star Catcher (Monday Poem)

 by Anna Grossnickle Hines

 

 

Overnight

an icicle grew,

catching the stars

above my window.

Now

in the sunlight

it

     sets

               them

                           free,

 

 

 

from Winter Lights: A Season in Poems & Quilts

by Anna Grossnickle Hines

Greenwillow, 2005 

My Cat (Monday Poem)

By Barbara Esbensen

 

 

My cat is asleep -- white paws

folded under

his chin     He is a soft gray

smudge on the round rug

 

Dozing in the sun

He is a warm round stone

with a fur collar

 

My cat is taking

a nap     Not a whisker

trembles    Not a hair

moves     His breath goes

softly in and out

 

Stay in your holes

mice!     My cat sees you

in his dreams

and he has left

his motor running!

 

 

from Forget-Me-Nots: Poems to Learn by Heart 

Selected by Mary Ann Hoberman

Little, Brown & Co, 2012