All Poems
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The Pirate Poodle
© Carolyn Wells
Once there was a Pirate Poodle,
And he sailed the briny seas
From the land of Yankee Doodle
Southward to the Caribbees.
Impromptu to Miss Utrecia Smith
© William Shenstone
Whilst round in wild rotations hurl'd,
These glittering forms I view,
Methinks the busy restless world
Is pictured in a few.
Farmer's Boy
© John Clare
He waits all day beside his little flock
And asks the passing stranger what's o'clock,
Ode To The Setting Sun
© Francis Thompson
Alpha and Omega, sadness and mirth,
The springing music, and its wasting breath--
Heartsease And Rue: Friendship
© James Russell Lowell
Natures benignly mixed of air and earth,
Now with the stars and now with equal zest
Tracing the eccentric orbit of a jest.
Caricatures
© Henry Lawson
There are writers great and writers small
And writers on the spree;
And writers short and writers tall,
And bards of low degree.
"Life of my life, you seem to me"
© Torquato Tasso
Life of my life, you seem to me
Like some pallid olive tree
149th Chorus
© Jack Kerouac
I keep falling in love
with my mother,
I dont want to hurt her
-Of all people to hurt.
Who is the Enemy
© Ali Sardar Jafri
You were slaves till yesterday, so were we.
And then came the season of freedom bathed in showers of blood…
Death at the Window
© Robert Fuller Murray
This morning, while we sat in talk
Of spring and apple-bloom,
Lo! Death stood in the garden walk,
And peered into the room.
Willow Waly!
© William Schwenck Gilbert
[HE.] PRITHEE, pretty maiden - prithee, tell me true
(Hey, but I'm doleful, willow, willow waly!)
In Sutton Woods
© Alfred Austin
There-peace once more; the restless roar
Of troubled cities dies away.
``Welcome to our broad shade once more,''
The dear old woodlands seem to say.
Alfs Third Bit
© Ezra Pound
Syrup and soothing dope,
Sure, they can live on hope,
Ain't yeh got precedent ?
Ten years and twelve years gone,
Ten more and nothing done,
GOD save Britannia!
The Duel (The Gingham Dog And The Calico Cat)
© Eugene Field
The gingham dog and the calico cat
Side by side on the table sat;
Two Friends
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
A certain person came to the Friend's door
and knocked.
"Who's there?"
"It's me."
The Friend answered, "Go away. There's no place
for raw meat at this table."
TO Mr.I.L.
© John Donne
OF that short roll of friends writ in my heart,
Which with thy name begins, since their depart,
The Panther
© John Hall Wheelock
His gaze through the bars forever going by him
Has grown so dulled it takes in nothing else.
To him it seems a thousand bars go by him,
That behind the thousand bars there is nothing else.
