Mom poems
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Here's a Bottle
© Robert Burns
Here's a bottle and an honest friend!
What wad ye wish for mair, man?
Wha kens, before his life may end,
What his share may be o' care, man?
The Gift Of Life
© Edith Nesbit
Life is a night all dark and wild,
Yet still stars shine:
This moment is a star, my child -
Your star and mine.
Ode To Happiness
© James Russell Lowell
Spirit, that rarely comest now
And only to contrast my gloom,
Amiable Thoughts For Someone In A Hospital
© Eli Siegel
A Poem Of Aesthetic Realism
May the things you say to yourself
Be the best for you.
May the things you hear from others
The German Legion
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
In the cot beside the water,
In the white cot by the water,
The white cot by the white water,
There they laid the German maid.
Ballad Of The Skeletons
© Allen Ginsberg
Said the Presidential Skeleton
I won't sign the bill
Said the Speaker skeleton
Yes you will
A Walk In The Shrubbery
© Charlotte Turner Smith
To the Cistus or Rock Rose, a beautiful plant, whose flowers
expand, and fall off twice in twenty-four hours.
The Hospital Window
© James Dickey
I have just come down from my father.
Higher and higher he lies
Above me in a blue light
Shed by a tinted window.
I drop through six white floors
And then step out onto pavement.
Botany Bay 1786
© Anonymous
O'er Neptune's domain, how extensive the scope,
Of quickly returning, how defiant the hope,
he Capes must be doubled, and then bear away
Three thousand good leagues to reach Botany Bay.
Ad Finem
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
On the white throat of useless passion
That scorched my soul with its burning breath
The Light of the Sun
© Kabir
THE light of the sun, the moon, and the stars shines bright:
The melody of love swells forth, and the rhythm of love's detachment beats the time.
Day and night, the chorus of music fills the heavens; and Kabîr says
"My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky."
Address
© Francis Bret Harte
(OPENING OF THE CALIFORNIA THEATRE, SAN FRANCISCO, JANUARY 19, 1870)
Brief words, when actions wait, are well:
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 4
© Publius Vergilius Maro
BUT anxious cares already seizd the queen:
She fed within her veins a flame unseen;
Ginevra
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
THE DIRGE.
Old winter was gone
In his weakness back to the mountains hoar,
And the spring came down
From the planet that hovers upon the shore
Who Would Have Thought?
© George MacDonald
Blow, breath of heaven, on all this poison blow!
And, heart, glow upward to this gracious breath!
Between them, vanish, mist of sin and death,
And let the life of life within me flow!
Love is the green earth, the celestial air,
And music runs like dews and rivers there!
Love
© James Russell Lowell
Our love is not a fading earthly flower:
Its wingèd seed dropped down from Paradise,
A Hymn of The Sea
© William Cullen Bryant
The sea is mighty, but a mightier sways
His restless billows. Thou, whose hands have scooped
