Seagulls remind me of beagles?
all that they think of is food.
Yet seagulls can soar through the sky
the minute they get in the mood.
And when seagulls take wing,
they become a new thing,
attaining some dignity.
But beagles are round
and remain on the ground,
pretty much dignity-free.
–Kate Coombs, all rights reserved
I’m highlighting poetry books?on the CYBILS shortlist–the ones that?I’ve read?but haven’t shared?here yet. Last week, I shared a poem from?Douglas Florian’s UnBEElievables: Honeybee Poems and Paintings. These week I’m sharing one from Water Sings Blue: Ocean Poems, by Kate Coombs, beautifully illustrated by Meilo So (Chronicle, 2012). I love the ocean. I grew up in Florida, and large bodies of water (here in Minnesota, Lake Superior will do just fine:>) fill me with awe and peace. So I suppose I’m predisposed to love poems about the sea. But even if I hated the ocean, Kate’s wonderful poems would surely change my mind. They range from funny to contemplative, and Kate employs great cleverness as well as stunning imagery.?Here’s one that makes me smile’since it manages to work beagles into an ocean poems book!
And here’s our dignity-free beagle, Captain Jack Sparrow, with a Busy Bone.
Violet Nesdoly has?today’s Poetry Friday roundup?– enjoy!