Classical Baby — The Poetry Show, list and text of poems
Classical Baby series are dearly loved by my children.
One of them is The Poetry Show. You can watch some parts of it on The Poetry Foundation site
Here is the list of the poems from it:
1. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
2. The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
3. The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams
4. Grassy Grass Grass by Woody Guthrie
5. The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear
6. Sonnet XVIII by William Shakespeare
7. Mariposa by Federico Garcia Lorca
8. This is just to say by William Carlos Williams
9 Skylark by Johnny Mercer
10. April Rain Song by Langston Hughes
11. A very valentine by Gertrude Syein
12. Who has seen the wind? by Christina Rosetti
13 How Do I love thee? by Elisabeth Barrett Browning
After watching it a few times my daughter wanted to find the poems in her poetry books and read them ourselves, which made for a fun activity.
But if you do not have the books at home, we have collected the poems for you! Now you can print them out and enjoy reading along.
Poems are great for developing language fluency, comprehension, vocabulary and helping children discover the harmony of our beautiful language.
So here is our Poetry Show collection:
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Robert Louis Stevenson
The Red Wheelbarrow
so much depends
a red wheel
glazed with rain
beside the white
“The Red Wheelbarrow” is published by Carcanet Press in the Collected Poems of William Carlos Williams, Volume 1
Grassy Grass Grass
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie
Grass grass grass,
tree tree tree,
leafy leaf leaf,
one two three.
Birdy birdy bird,
fly fly fly,
nest nest nest,
high high high.
Cloudy cloudy cloud,
wind wind wind,
rain rain rain,
mud mud mud,
dog runy run run,
quickie quick quick,
homey home home.
Bedy bed bed
sheety sheet sheet,
sleepy sleep sleep,
dreamy dream dream.
Dancie dance dance,
singy sing sing,
grow grow grow,
biggy big big.
The Owl and the Pussy-cat
Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children (1983)
by: William Shakespeare
- HALL I compare thee to a summer’s day?
- Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
- Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
- And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
- Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
- And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
- And every fair from fair sometime declines,
- By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed:
- But thy eternal summer shall not fade
- Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
- Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade
- When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.
- So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
- So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
This is just to say
I have eaten the plums
that were in the icebox
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
they were delicious
and so cold
Skylark, have you anything to say to me?
Won’t you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
where someone’s waiting to be kissed?
Skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
where my heart can go a journeying
over the shadows and the rain
to a blossom covered lane?
And in your lonely flight
haven’t you heard the music in the night,
faint as a will o’ the wisp, crazy as a loon,
sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.
Oh, skylark, I don’t know if you can find these things
but my heart is riding on your wings.
So if you see them anywhere
won’t you lead me there?
April Rain Song
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk.
And I love the rain.
Langston Hughes, “April Rain Song” from Collected Poems.
A Very Valentine
Very fine is my valentine.
Very fine and very mine.
Very mine is my valentine very mine and very fine.
Very fine is my valentine and mine, very fine very mine and mine is my valentine.
Who has seen the wind?
Source: The Golden Book of Poetry (1947)
How do I love thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
And stay tuned for some fun facts we found about each poem!