All Poems
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The Christening
© Alan Alexander Milne
What shall I call
My dear little dormouse?
His eyes are small,
But his tail is e-nor-mouse.
Teddy Bear
© Alan Alexander Milne
A bear, however hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at;
At the Zoo
© Alan Alexander Milne
There are lions and roaring tigers,
and enormous camels and things,
There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons,
and a great big bear with wings.
Wind on the Hill
© Alan Alexander Milne
No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
Us Two
© Alan Alexander Milne
"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.
Four Days In Vermont
© Robert Creeley
Window's tree trunk's predominant face
a single eye-leveled hole where limb's torn off
another larger contorts to swell growing in around
imploding wound beside a clutch of thin twigs
Other
© Robert Creeley
Having begun in thought there
in that factual embodied wonder
what was lost in the emptied lovers
patience and mind I first felt there
The Conspiracy
© Robert Creeley
You send me your poems,
I'll send you mine.Things tend to awaken
even through random communicationLet us suddenly
proclaim spring. And jeerat the others,
The Way
© Robert Creeley
My love's manners in bed
are not to be discussed by me,
as mine by her
I would not credit comment upon gracefully.
The Warning
© Robert Creeley
For love-I would
split open your head and put
a candle in
behind the eyes.
The Carnival
© Robert Creeley
Whereas the man who hits
the gong dis-
proves it, in all its
simplicity --
Zero
© Robert Creeley
Not just nothing,
Not there's no answer,
Not it's nowhere or
Nothing to show for it -
A Wicker Basket
© Robert Creeley
Comes the time when it's later
and onto your table the headwaiter
puts the bill, and very soon after
rings out the sound of lively laughter--
A Song
© Robert Creeley
And of you the sign now, surely, of a gross
perpetuity
(which is not reluctant, or if it is,
it is no longer important.
