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Poems On Theme Of Hallow'een Or Allhallows Or At Least Autumnish
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Can anyone suggest any poems suitable to read aloud in a poetry group on this topic please?
Nothing too long - I don't want to bore other members as I don't have a great speaking voice (unlike the one in my head when I'm reading! )
I've considered some that I like, such as Darkness by Byron, All Saints by Christina Rossetti and found Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allen Poe, but I'm not sure about that last one.
Some fairly short ones that I really like (in order of preference) are:
Autumn Song by C.J. Dennis
Autumn Evening by Frances Cornford
Autumn Song by W.H. Auden
Any ideas for shortish poems by more contemporary poets will be gratefully received please. No rush, I have a couple of weeks before next meeting !
I'd like to include a quirky or humorous poem if possible.
Nothing too long - I don't want to bore other members as I don't have a great speaking voice (unlike the one in my head when I'm reading! )
I've considered some that I like, such as Darkness by Byron, All Saints by Christina Rossetti and found Spirits of the Dead by Edgar Allen Poe, but I'm not sure about that last one.
Some fairly short ones that I really like (in order of preference) are:
Autumn Song by C.J. Dennis
Autumn Evening by Frances Cornford
Autumn Song by W.H. Auden
Any ideas for shortish poems by more contemporary poets will be gratefully received please. No rush, I have a couple of weeks before next meeting !
I'd like to include a quirky or humorous poem if possible.
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How about a different perspective on autumn? The Old Man's Autumn They say come see the colours of autumn, with the golden leaves upon the trees and those of brown beneath our feet. I try but I fail. I see nothing but death and decay as the forlorn leaves fall to their doom. They say come see the joyful children trick- or- treating, with their faces bright and their...
21:21 Fri 07th Oct 2016
You could read this to them without telling them its title but asking them to listen for the first letter of each line:
http:// www.dlt k-holid ays.com /hallow een/poe ms/mtri ckortre at.htm
For a more serious contribution, this might appeal:
http:// poetry. about.c om/od/p oemsbyt itlea/l /blwhar tonalls ouls.ht m
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For a more serious contribution, this might appeal:
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This one is quite nice too ... http:// poetry. about.c om/od/p oems/l/ blhamri ckautum n.htm
No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day -
No sky - no earthly view -
No distance looking blue -
No road - no street - no 't'other side the way' -
No end to any Row -
No indications where the Crescents go -
No top to any steeple -
No recognitions of familiar people -
No courtesies for showing 'em -
No knowing 'em -
No travelling at all - no locomotion,
No inkling of the way - no notion -
'No go' - by land or ocean -
No mail - no post -
No news from any foreign coast -
No Park - no Ring - no afternoon gentility -
No company - no nobility -
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, -
November! By Thomas Hood
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day -
No sky - no earthly view -
No distance looking blue -
No road - no street - no 't'other side the way' -
No end to any Row -
No indications where the Crescents go -
No top to any steeple -
No recognitions of familiar people -
No courtesies for showing 'em -
No knowing 'em -
No travelling at all - no locomotion,
No inkling of the way - no notion -
'No go' - by land or ocean -
No mail - no post -
No news from any foreign coast -
No Park - no Ring - no afternoon gentility -
No company - no nobility -
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, -
November! By Thomas Hood
Don't know how many are pertinent but there are 29 Hallow'een poems listed here
http:// www.fam ilyfrie ndpoems .com/po ems/hol iday/ha lloween /
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How about a different perspective on autumn?
The Old Man's Autumn
They say come see the colours of autumn,
with the golden leaves upon the trees and those of brown beneath our feet.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but death and decay
as the forlorn leaves fall to their doom.
They say come see the joyful children trick-or-treating,
with their faces bright and their pockets full of bounty.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but the frightened pensioner
as there's yet another knock at her door.
They say come see the bonfire and the fireworks,
with bright colours in the sky and sounds like gunfire bursting forth.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but the terrified pets
as they flee in fear, never to find their way home.
For I am in the autumn of my life
And, like the leaves on the trees,
I know that when autumn comes
Winter beckons all too soon.
The Old Man's Autumn
They say come see the colours of autumn,
with the golden leaves upon the trees and those of brown beneath our feet.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but death and decay
as the forlorn leaves fall to their doom.
They say come see the joyful children trick-or-treating,
with their faces bright and their pockets full of bounty.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but the frightened pensioner
as there's yet another knock at her door.
They say come see the bonfire and the fireworks,
with bright colours in the sky and sounds like gunfire bursting forth.
I try but I fail.
I see nothing but the terrified pets
as they flee in fear, never to find their way home.
For I am in the autumn of my life
And, like the leaves on the trees,
I know that when autumn comes
Winter beckons all too soon.
Can I give you a "yearly" one.
January brings the snow
February more is bringing
March starts the cheery winds ablow
While April sets the Robin singing
May has loads and loads of sprays
June opens all the roses
While July laughs at fresh cut hay
In August Summer closes
September gathers golden leaves
October sings among the sheaves
November brings the frost afar
and December brings the Christmas star.
January brings the snow
February more is bringing
March starts the cheery winds ablow
While April sets the Robin singing
May has loads and loads of sprays
June opens all the roses
While July laughs at fresh cut hay
In August Summer closes
September gathers golden leaves
October sings among the sheaves
November brings the frost afar
and December brings the Christmas star.
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