Poems

Where the sidwalk ends by Shel Silverstien
there is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
-Shel Silverstein


Knoxville Tennessee by Nikki Geovanni
I always like summer
Best
you can eat fresh corn
From daddy's garden
And okra
And greens
And cabbage
And lots of
Barbeque
And buttermilk
And homemade ice-cream
At the church picnic
And listen to
Gospel music
Outside
At the church
Homecoming
And go to the mountains with
Your grandmother
And go barefooted
And be warm
All the time
Not only when you go to bed
And sleep

Quotations

Quotes that relate to me:
I can live for two months on a good compliment. –Mark Twain
The head, like the stomach, is most easily infected with poison when it is empty. –Richter
One always forgives a place as soon as it’s left behind. –Charles Dickens

Quotes that relate to my cultural icon:
The best way I know of to win an argument is to start by being in the right. – Lord Hailsham
Great oaks from little acorns grow. – Latin Proverb