A little bit of poetry

A little bit of poetry

To add a little culture here at my blog, I shall digress a little and indulge in savouring a couple of beautiful poems written by Robert Louise Stevenson for children and those young at heart :-)

See how simple the words he used, the turn of phrase and how effectively and harmoniously he constructed the verses to rhyme. I’m sure you’ll find it a pleasure to read.


Where Go the Boats?

Dark brown is the river,
Golden is the sand.
It flows along for ever,
With trees on either hand.

Green leaves a-floating,
Castles of the foam,
Boats of mine a-boating--
Where will all come home?

On goes the river
And out past the mill,
Away down the valley,
Away down the hill.

Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.
Robert Louise Stevenson



Bed in Summer

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.

I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.

And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
Robert Louis Stevenson