Rabbit’s eyes are pink, And they are, I think, Less to watch with than to wink With: they are ornamental:
Category: Literature and Poetry
The Bee
God to some Sticky stuff Not yet alive In a hive, Said,
The Whale
Out in the bay arose a whale; And in a flash from surf to sight, From far-off wave to steamer-rail, A whale a millionth of its size
The Rose
Perfume and petal Are qualities That test love’s mettle With too much ease.
The Donkey
I saw a donkey at a fair When sounds and songs were in the air; But he no note interpreted Of what the people sang or said.
The Moth
The little muslin moth, Whose food is flame and cloth, Flitting in rapid flight From linen-chest to light,
The Whistler
Seldom the soaring rocket-light will rise Up from the flaming heart and reach the eyes. Often the song of ecstasy, half-sung,
Regina Caeli
Our single entrant in the race Of getting hailed as full of grace Outscored the angels, took the prize, And won all honors in the skies.
Stanzas For The Unastonishable
Their noses are assailed with smells, Their ears are beat upon by bells, They see the outward coverings And watch the surfaces of things,
Reflection on a Flea
Let not my little Muse Deceive you or confuse. Not in the pose of art
Diagram
Elbows and knees are mysteries Of which I become aware, Dwindled at night to half my height
Advice To Verse-Makers
It is not information That causes inspiration. There are no lambs and Marys In any dictionaries;
Cause of All Our Joys
O Cause of all our joys! 1 Queen, merciful and kind, What makes our girls and boys So precious in your mind? Brother Francis composed these verses to a lovely Arabic song he knew from his youth. ↩
Boundaries
Over us and under Is a world of wonder: In between we blunder, Blunder in between
For the Children Again
This little rhyme might show you how to say—