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Posts Tagged ‘poem’

postheadericon Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost – Sunday Selections

Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets. The poem “Nothing Gold Can Stay” below is just one of the many reasons I enjoy his work.
Red Barn Blue Skies presents Robert Frost and Nothing Gold Can Stay
 

Nothing Gold Can Stay 

by Robert Frost 
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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postheadericon Only a Cat – Sunday Selections

Only a Cat is our pick for today’s Sunday Selections. The author is unknown, but it is obvious they have experience living with a feline friend.

Only a Cat

Only a Cat Sunday Selections Red Barn Blue Skies

I’m only a cat,

and I stay in my place…

Up there on your chair,

on your bed or your face!

 

I’m only a cat,

and I don’t finick much…

I’m happy with cream

and anchovies and such!

I’m only a cat,

and we’ll get along fine…

As long as you know

I’m not yours… you’re all mine!

~ author unknown

 red barn blue skies only a cat
 
 

 

postheadericon Louisa May Alcott – Sunday Selections

Enjoy this piece from Louisa May Alcott as we celebrate love and blessings with today’s Sunday Selections.
Louisa May Alcott at Red Barn Blue Skies
 
Love is a flower that grows in any soil,
works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow,
blooming fair and fragrant all the year,
and blessing those who give and those who receive.
~Louisa May Alcott

postheadericon Fall, leaves, fall by Emily Bronte – Sunday Selections

Emily Bronte brings us this beautiful poem Fall, leaves, fall to celebrate Autumn for today’s Sunday Selections.

Fall, leaves, fall

Fall leaves fall by Emily Bronte for Red Barn Blue Skies
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

 

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

postheadericon The Gardener’s Morning – Sunday Selections

The Gardener’s Morning by Howard Dolf is our latest addition to Sunday Selections. Enjoy this lovely poem and imagine yourself in the morning garden.
The Gardener's Morning at Red Barn Blue Skies

The Gardener’s Morning

 The robin‘s song at daybreak
Is a clarion call to me.
Get up and get out in the garden,
For the morning hours flee.

 

I cannot resist the summons,
What earnest gardener could?
For the golden hours of morning
Get into the gardener’s blood.

 

The magic spell is upon me,
I’m glad that I did not wait;
For life’s at its best in the morning,
As you pass through the garden gate.
– Howard Dolf