When is a collection of poetry more than words and rhymes? When it’s a book from illustrator and poet Ken Priebe, it’s likely there are also going to be unforgettable characters, puns and wit galore, and a lot of great memories being made by young people and families as they turn the pages together. Priebe’s…
The wind howledAnd the sky scowledAnd everything was night. The wind whirledAnd the snow swirledAnd everything was white. The wind chilledBut the snow stilled,And everything was bright. The wind hushedAnd the sky blushed,Then everything was right. Photo by jannoon028 – freepik.com…
Winter Far above, high in the sky A single speck slowly, softly Drifts and drops till it settles Finally resting ‘gainst the ground. Eventually it will melt, But for now it lingers, waiting. Soon another will fall nearby Matching its color, not design. They’re never exactly the same With some complex and some just not,…
There’s a path outside my window, all covered with fallen leavesAnd I’ve never had the courage to discover where it leads.Many people live around me, they forever come and go,But I’ve never seen a single one walk that particular road. Perhaps there is a loathsome monster lurking around the curve,Or maybe a pernicious dragon I’m…
When twilight to the window creeps And starlight, here and there, Is seen against the night-time’s dark That spreads now up the stair; ‘Tis at that time when children rest All snuggled in their beds That shadows come to dance among…
Spring The world’s been dead for so long Its air a stagnant gasp, Time moves again as new life blooms And people round us laugh. The air smells clean and fresh, It takes no time for the world to forget the Cold Soft green fuzz grows on the trees As their branches start to bloom…
Walking With Aslan If I could go, my small hand hidden in your tangled flame, feeling strength flow through a massive frame, seeing bright tremor shaken from Light’s face ’til shapes around you glow — then would it matter, any place I went with you? What things the sparks of glory flew from you to…
Autumn As this year has come around The season changes once again. The trees have caught on fire at last After holding off the heat. The green leaves licked with Red’s tongue Slowly falling–one by one. Their carpet covering the ground Softly muffling all sound. The air grows cold, from missing them As it feels…
I’m a big fan of Ken Priebe’s poetry and illustrations. His book, Gnomes of the Cheese Forrest, is absolutely hilarious. Our family laughed out loud, literally, over and over as we read and explored. This is a good example. Enjoy! –S. D. “Sam” Smith The Parliament of Owls The Parliament of Owls will now come…
Some months ago, my wife and I were reading Eleanor Estes’ charming book Rufus M. We were amazed at one story where Rufus (the youngest of the Moffats and the title character) found some money frozen in the ice. While the rest of his family were busy trying to manage a frozen pipe under the…
by Ian Grove (14 yrs) Beyond the boundaries of this Earth, And past the bright blue sky, Lie many wonders unimaginable, By any one mind’s eye. But in the dark sky men have seen, Since they first gazed into the night, The Creator’s magnificent handiwork, Shining ever so bright. In recent times, we have progressed,…
I live in the Southern United States, where we see a few inches of snow each winter if we’re lucky. Having grown up in Massachusetts, I do miss the blanket of white so bright it hurts your eyes. Adults love to complain about the inconvenience caused by a big snowfall, but those first few snowflakes…
