A few, it's a very impressive skill to be able to recite anything from memory (just check how much more impressive playing a song on an instrument from memory is compared to playing from music) and practicing memorising poems helps your memory for other things as well. I'm quite good on Shakespeare's sonnets.
I find I've gotten down to bits and pieces of things like Robert Service's "The Cremation of Sam McGee" and "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" I can recite most of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" . I can remember most of One Perfect Rose by Dorothy Parker and Gardening Gloves by Leslie Norris and The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.
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Yes I do. Several.
My favorite to recite to my kids when they were little is:
In Winter I get up by night
and dress by yellow candle light
In Summer, quite the other way -
I have to go to bed by day
I have to go to bed and see the birds still hopping on the tree
or hear the grown up people's feet still walking past me on the street.
And does it not seem sad to you, when all the sky is clear and blue, that I should like so much to play--- to have to go to bed by day.
I think Robert Louis Stevenson wrote it.
A few, it's a very impressive skill to be able to recite anything from memory (just check how much more impressive playing a song on an instrument from memory is compared to playing from music) and practicing memorising poems helps your memory for other things as well. I'm quite good on Shakespeare's sonnets.
I find I've gotten down to bits and pieces of things like Robert Service's "The Cremation of Sam McGee" and "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" I can recite most of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" . I can remember most of One Perfect Rose by Dorothy Parker and Gardening Gloves by Leslie Norris and The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.
Yes.
Holy Father
Holy Ghost
Who ever eats the
Fastest gets the most.lol
and Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue
You Look Like a Monkey And Smell Like One To..lol
Not sure if its a poem, but had to learn it in like second grade:
Double double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble,
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake,
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes!
Smile and Waves are given free.
They take but a moment or so.
From you to me.
From me to you.
Either good bye or hello
So bear with me my little friend.
This story you may know.
But if perchance you've guessed the end.
Just smile, wave, and go.
This is my favorite poem because the short story it go's with is quite sinister.
Yes, the Jabberwocky.
Mimsie.
"If", by Rudyard Kipling
"Sonnet 43, How do I love thee? Let me count the ways..." By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And quite a few from childhood, they're fun!
Thanks for reminding me.
Hi Sweet Judy,
I used to,but i have forgotten a lot.
Your Friend,
poppy1
Only poems I've written. And a few by Shel Silverstein. :) He's a fantastic poet.