My favourite poet

My favourite poet would be Shel Silverstein. His works are not lengthy and are very easy to understand, it is a good way to start small kids with poems. Furthermore, all of his poems always make me laugh, as they are humorous and silly in nature. Silverstein did not really care to conform to any sort of norm he never read reviews because if you believe the good ones you have to believe the bad ones too. Here are some of his works:

Messy Room by Shel Silverstein
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or --
Huh? You say it's mine?
Oh, dear,I knew it looked familiar!

The poet is trying to tell readers that we sometimes we are too busy minding other people's business/lives that we have forgotten to reflect on our own. Be slow to make judgements; you might end up looking like the fool!

Bear In There by Shel SilversteinThere's a Polar Bear
In our Frigidaire--
He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.
With his seat in the meat
And his face in the fish
And his big hairy paws
In the buttery dish,
He's nibbling the noodles,
He's munching the rice,
He's slurping the soda,
He's licking the ice.
And he lets out a roar
If you open the door.
And it gives me a scare
To know he's in there--
That Polary Bear
In our Fridgitydaire.

This poem is humorous and amusing. It is neither complicated nor dry. The personification of the polar bear makes it easier to read as well as funnier.

Smart by Shel Silverstein
My dad gave me one dollar bill'
Cause I'm his smartest son,
And I swapped it for two shiny quarters'
Cause two is more than one!
And then i took the quarters
And traded them to Lou
For three dimes-
i guess he don't knowthat three is more than two!
Just then, along came old blind Bates
And just 'cause he can't see
He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,
And four is more than three!
And i took the nickels to Hiram Coombs
Down at the seed-feed store,
and the fool gave me five pennies for them,
And five is more than four!
And then i went and showed my dad,
and he got red in the cheeks
And closed his eyes and shook his head-
Too proud of me to speak!

The poem tells us that we may think what we are doing is very smart. However, it turns out that we are doing the exact opposite. We should not be presumptuous and think that everyone will praise us.


Bibliogarphy:
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Shel-Silverstein
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Shel-Silverstein/13484/comments/18
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Shel-Silverstein/13484
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/Shel-Silverstein/19771
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shel_Silverstein