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PODCAST

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems

Pickled Poems Podcast

Pickled Poems is a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Each week host Grace shares a favorite poem for the whole family to enjoy. Silly poems, serious poems... Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems is for children who already love poetry and for those who aren"t quite sure. Perfect for homeschool families, Morning Time and memory work routines, family road trips, or just for fun! Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

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00:02:25

Lady Spring (Pickled Poem Ep. 83)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/03/07

Today's poem is special because it's written by me, Grace Sloan! Do you like to write your own poems?Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might show up in a future episode. Make sure your

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00:01:36

Listen to the Mustn'ts (Pickled Poem Ep. 82)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/02/28

"Listen to the Mustn'ts" by Shel SilversteinListen to Mustn'ts, child, listen to the Don'ts.Listen to the Shouldn'ts, the Impossibles, the Won'ts.Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me. Anything can happen, child, Anything can be. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about

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00:01:43

Who Has Seen the Wind? (Pickled Poem Ep. 81)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/02/21

"Who Has Seen the Wind?" by Christina RossettiWho has seen the wind?Neither I nor you:But when the leaves hang trembling,The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind?Neither you nor I:But when the trees bow down their heads,The wind is passing by. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you

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00:01:34

My Valentine (Pickled Poem Ep. 80)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/02/14

"My Valentine" (excerpt) by Robert Louis StevensonI will make you brooches and toys for your delightOf bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.I will make a palace fit for you and meOf green days in forests and blue days at sea. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to

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00:01:42

February Twilight (Pickled Poem Ep. 79)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/02/07

"February Twilight" by Sara TeasdaleI stood beside a hillSmooth with new-laid snow,A single star looked outFrom the cold evening glow. There was no other creatureThat saw what I could see—I stood and watched the evening starAs long as it watched me. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought

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Velvet Shoes (Pickled Poem Ep. 78)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/01/31

"Velvet Shoes" by Elinor WylieLet us walk in the white snow In a soundless space;With footsteps quiet and slow, At a tranquil pace, Under veils of white lace. I shall go shod in silk, And you in wool,White as white cow’s milk, More beautiful Than the breast of a gull. We shall walk through the still town In a windless peace;We shall step upon white down, Upon silver fleece, Upon softer than these. We shall walk in velvet shoes: Wherever we goSilence will

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00:01:51

The First Snowfall (Pickled Poem Ep. 77)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/01/24

"The First Snowfall" (excerpt) by James Russell LowellThe snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the nightHad been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl,And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled

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00:02:12

January (Pickled Poem Ep. 76)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/01/17

"January" by John FosterJanuary isA clean white sheet, newly-ironedAn empty page:A field of freshly-fallen snowWaiting to be mappedBy our footsteps. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love to hear YOUR favorite poem, too, so make sure to include that in the email and it might

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00:02:23

White Fields (Pickled Poem Ep. 75)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/01/10

"White Fields" by James StephensIIn the winter time we goWalking in the fields of snow,Where there is no grass at all,Where the top of every wall,Every fence, and every tree,Is as white as white can be.IIPointing out the way we came,—Every one of them the same—All across the fields there bePrints in silver filigree;And our mothers always knowBy the footprints in the snow,Where it is the children go. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a

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00:03:06

Disturb Us Lord (Pickled Poem Ep. 74)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2025/01/03

"Disturb Us, Lord" by Sir Francis DrakeDisturb us, O Lord, when we are too well-pleased with ourselves;When our dreams have come truebecause we have dreamed too little;When we have arrived in safety becausewe sailed too close to the shore. Disturb us, O Lord, when with the abundance of things possessed, we lose our thirst for the Water of Life;When, having fallen in love with time, we have ceased to dream of Eternity;And our efforts to build a new earth have allowed Your vision for a new

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00:02:02

Pebbles (Pickled Poem Ep. 73)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/12/27

"Pebbles" by Valerie WorthPebbles belong to no oneUntil you pick them up —Then they are yours. But which, of all the world’sMountains of little broken stones,Will you choose to keep? The smooth black, the white,The rough gray with sparksShining in its cracks? Somewhere the best pebble mustLie hidden, meant for youIf you can find it. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s

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00:04:03

Christmas Bells (Pickled Poem Ep. 72)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/12/20

"Christmas Bells" by Henry Wadsworth LongfellowI heard the bells on Christmas DayTheir old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeatOf peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come,The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken songOf peace on earth, good-will to men! Till ringing, singing on its way,The world revolved from night to day, A voice, a chime, A chant sublimeOf peace on earth, good-will to men! Then from each

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00:02:20

Some People (Pickled Poem Ep. 71)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/12/13

"Some People" by Rachel FieldIsn't it strange some people make You feel so tired inside,Your thoughts begin to shrivel up Like leaves all brown and dried! But when you're with some other ones, It's stranger still to findYour thoughts as thick as fireflies All shiny in your mind! Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me

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Hurk (Pickled Poem Ep. 70)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/12/06

"Hurk" by Shel SilversteinI'd rather play tennis than go to the dentist.I'd rather play soccer than go to the doctor.I'd rather play Hurk than go to work.Hurk? Hurk? What's Hurk?I don't know, but it must be better than work. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought about today's episode. I’d love

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00:02:20

Psalm 100 (Pickled Poem Ep. 69)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/11/29

"Psalm 100" Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands. Serve the Lord with gladness: come before his presence with singing. Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name. For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations. Hi, I’m Grace,

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00:03:18

Thanksgiving Day (Pickled Poem Ep. 68)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/11/22

"Thanksgiving Day" (Over the river and through the wood) by Lydia Maria ChildOver the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the wood-- Oh, how the wind does blow! It stings the toes And bites the nose, As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the wood, To have first-rate play. Hear the bells

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00:02:11

The Mist and All (Pickled Poem Ep. 67)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/11/15

"The Mist and All" by Dixie WilsonI like the fallThe mist and allI like the night owl’s lonely callAnd wailing soundOf wind around I like the grayNovember dayAnd bare, dead boughs that coldly swayAgainst my paneI like the rain I like to sitAnd laugh at itAnd tend my cozy fire a bitI like the fallThe mist and all Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email

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00:03:09

Geography (Pickled Poem Ep. 66)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/11/08

"Geography" by Eleanor FarjeonIslands and peninsulas, continents and capes,Dromedaries, cassowaries, elephants and apes,Rivers, lakes and waterfalls, whirlpools and the sea,Valley-beds and mountain-tops — are all Geography! The capitals of Europe with so many curious names,The North Pole and the South Pole and Vesuvius in flames,Rice-fields, ice-fields, cotton-fields, fields of maize and tea,The Equator and the Hemispheres — are all Geography! The very streets I live in, and the meadows

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Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore (Pickled Poem Ep. 65)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/11/01

"Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore" by William Brighty Rands Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore —No doubt you have heard the name before —Was a boy who never would shut a door! The wind might whistle, the wind might roar,And teeth be aching and throats be sore,But still he never would shut the door. His father would beg, his mother implore,"Godfrey Gordon Gustavus Gore,We really do wish you would shut the door!" Their hands they wrung, their hair they tore;But Godfrey Gordon Gustavus GoreWas deaf as the

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00:02:21

Bear in There (Pickled Poem Ep. 64)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/10/25

"Bear in There" by Shel SilversteinThere's a polar bearIn our Frigidaire—He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.With his seat in the meatAnd his face in the fishAnd his big hairy pawsIn 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 roarIf you open the door.And it gives me a scareTo know he's in there—That polary bearIn our Fridgitydaire. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems

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