Posts Tagged: poetry

Eleanor Farjeon on going bedward

When all the fairy tales are told And young and old go bed ward, Oh, what a debt both young and old For ever owe you, Edward. In darkness lit by dreams come true The years revive their embers And

Eleanor Farjeon on going bedward

When all the fairy tales are told And young and old go bed ward, Oh, what a debt both young and old For ever owe you, Edward. In darkness lit by dreams come true The years revive their embers And

Salman Rushdie on coming home

Zembla, Zenda, Xanadu, All our dream-worlds may come true. Fairy lands are fearsome too. As I wander far from view Read, and bring me home to you -Salman Rushdie, Haroun and the Sea of Stories

Salman Rushdie on coming home

Zembla, Zenda, Xanadu, All our dream-worlds may come true. Fairy lands are fearsome too. As I wander far from view Read, and bring me home to you -Salman Rushdie, Haroun and the Sea of Stories

E Nesbit on children’s mischief

Oh when I wake up in my bed And see the sun all fat and red, I’m glad to have another day For all my different kinds of play. There are so many things to do– The things that make

E Nesbit on children’s mischief

Oh when I wake up in my bed And see the sun all fat and red, I’m glad to have another day For all my different kinds of play. There are so many things to do– The things that make

Rafael Abalos on listening and believing

Listen to my words, Incredulous inhabitants of the Earth, People who distrust  any prodigy, Unbelievers and sceptics, whom magic never unsettles or disturbs. Listen carefully and believe me,  For the story herein in told, Besides beautiful is true. Heighten your

Rafael Abalos on listening and believing

Listen to my words, Incredulous inhabitants of the Earth, People who distrust  any prodigy, Unbelievers and sceptics, whom magic never unsettles or disturbs. Listen carefully and believe me,  For the story herein in told, Besides beautiful is true. Heighten your