Shel Silverstein
Introduction Shel Silverstein was a great man.He was born on September 25,1930. He died May 10,1999 and he died when he was 69 years old. He was born in Chicago Illinois. Shel had a difficult life.He has always wanted to be popular and be a sportsman.Yet those dreams never came true.So with sadness and despair Shel started to write his feelings down on a piece of paper the experience around him. They influenced his writing. And that became very popular after some time.
Poem by Shel Silverstein
Where the Sidewalk Ends
from the book "Where the Sidewalk Ends" (1974)
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends.
from the book "Where the Sidewalk Ends" (1974)
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends.
Reasons why I choose this poem
1.I think that the poem is talking about what a side walk is like.The kids playing drawing with calk.There is small little flowers or grass the side.
2.This poem stuck out because it is reality being its best. It shows how thing can be special if you just look around and you will see how beautiful nature really is.
3.I may be able to relate to this poem because I love looking at nature.It is the worlds most beautiful thing.Plus my parents always think that electronics will make you happy so they buy me everything.Yet I don't use them,all I do is look out the window or go outside because it is a wonderful thing.
4.In my opinion the writer was happy writing this because he took nature and described it in a beautiful way.
Does it rhyme?
A paragraph has alliteration
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