7.26.2006

"I Think That It Is Wonderful."

Selected poems from I Think That It Is Wonderful (and other poems from Sesame Street) by David Korr. Western Publishing, 1984.

(God Bless Jim Henson.)



When My Imagination

When my imagination
Takes me by the mind,
It leads me off so far, so fast,
My body's left behind.
Yet that's when I am most myself,
Lost in wish and dream,
And coming back, I smile and think,
"Im more than I might seem."



There Is a Road

There is a road
I call my own.
It beckons me
when I'm alone,
this special road
that seems to be
a road I planned
so perfectly
it winds and bends
at my command
and takes me where
I wish to be -
atop a hill,
beneath a tall old tree.

There Is a Place

There is a place
that's mine alone,
where I'll go still
when I am grown.
A long road ends
atop a hill,
beneath a tree,
and there I fill
my mind with thoughts
of what might be,
and watch the leaves
sway over me
like waves on some
green, gentle sea.



I've Been Wondering

I've been wondering.
I've been wondering about all kinds of things.
Big things, like buildings and boulevards.
Little things, like lima beans, and locks.
And the label on my favorite overalls.
I've been wondering about in-between things, too -
Mailboxes, and my bathtub, and benches in the park..
What I wonder is: are they still there
When I'm in bed, and all I see's the dark?



So Many Things

So many things.
So many, many things to do.
Too many for one day,
Too many for my little feet
To take me all that way;
Too many for my little hands,
My little eyes and ears;
But tomorrow I will start again.
I'm afraid this may take years.



I Think That It Is Wonderful

I think that it is wonderful {Ernie}
that I can see a star,
when it's so very far
away.
Good night, faraway star.

I think that it is wonderful {Bert}
that I can hear birds sing,
when outside everything
is still.
Good night, bird on the wing.

Me think that it is wonderful {Cookie Monster}
to eat my food all up,
especially at sup-
per time.
(Or lunch time or breakfast time.
It not matter.)
Night, night, delicious food.

I think that it is wonderful {Prairie Dawn? I get those two blonde ones confused!}
that I can smell a rose.
I'm so glad that my nose
knows how.
Good night, sweet-smelling rose.

I think that it is wonderful {Harry Monster}
to hug my Teddy bear.
It doesn't matter where
we are.
Sleep tight, Teddy, my bear.

Good night, faraway star.
Good night, bird on the wing.
Good night, delicious food.
Good night, sweet-smelling rose.
Good night, Teddy, my bear.

Good night, good night, good night.

1 comment:

avatarofshadow said...

gods, i miss Jim Henson....