April is National Poetry month. Poetry is something most have tried at one time or another because it is part of our education system. I’m not brave enough to share my own poems mainly because I wrote them back in college and I can’t find them. Poetry is something a few of our students try but like me sharing it isn’t something they jump at the opportunity to do.
Instead I just want to share two poems by Shel Silverstein, my favorite poet. I think he is my favorite because of a high school theater production I was in where our teacher made up a production with a lot of his material.
Whatif by Shel Silverstein
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I’m dumb in school?
Whatif they’ve closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there’s poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don’t grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won’t bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don’t grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!
God’s Wheel by Shel Silverstein
GOD says to me with a kind
of smile, “Hey how would you like
to be God awhile And steer the world?”
“Okay,” says I, “I’ll give it a try.
Where do I set?
How much do I get?
What time is lunch?
When can I quit?”
“Gimme back that wheel,” says GOD.
“I don’t think you’re quite ready YET.”
So… ‘Whatif’ you aren’t ready YET, give it a try this month anyway.