All Poems
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Dying
© Emily Dickinson
I heard a fly buzz when I died;
The stillness round my form
Was like the stillness in the air
Between the heaves of storm.
The Ballad Of God-Makers
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
A bird flew out at the break of day
From the nest where it had curled,
And ere the eve the bird had set
Fear on the kings of the world.
The Poor Man Dreams
© Arthur Rimbaud
Perhaps an Evening awaits me
when I shall drink I peace in some old Town,
The Kitten And Falling Leaves
© William Wordsworth
That way look, my Infant, lo!
What a pretty baby-show!
See the kitten on the wall,
Twilight and I Went Hand in Hand
© Lucy Maud Montgomery
Twilight and I went hand in hand,
As lovers walk in shining Mays,
O'er musky, memory-haunted ways,
Across a lonely harvest-land,
Where west winds chanted in the wheat
An old, old vesper wondrous sweet.
Decoration
© Thomas Wentworth Higginson
MID the flower-wreathed tombs I stand
Bearing lilies in my hand.
Comrades! in what soldier-grave
Sleeps the bravest of the brave?
And the Bairns Will Come
© Henry Lawson
Try the ranks of wealth and fashion, ask the rich and well-to-do,
With their nurseries and their nurses and their children one and two,
Will they help us bear the burden?but their purse-proud lips are dumb.
Let us earn a decent livingand the bairns will come.
First Day Of Winter
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Like the bloom on a grape is the evening air
And a first faint frost the wind has bound.
Yet the fear of his breath avails to scare
The withered leaves on the cold ground.
Walter And Jane: Or, The Poor Blacksmith
© Robert Bloomfield
'We brav'd Life's storm together; while that Drone,
'Your poor old Uncle, WALTER, liv'd alone.
'He died the other day: when round his bed
'No tender soothing tear Affection shed--
'Affection! 'twas a plant he never knew;--
'Why should he feast on fruits he never grew?'
Bill and Jim Fall Out
© Henry Lawson
Bill believed the Bible story re the origin of him
He was sober, he was steady, he was orthodox; while Jim,
Who, we grieve to state, was always getting into drunken scrapes,
Held that man degenerated from degenerated apes.
Do You Remember?
© Henry Herbert Knibbs
My pony knickers at the corral bars,
The fog drifts landward from the evening sea:
"Alas! What Boots The Long Laborious Quest"
© William Wordsworth
ALAS! what boots the long laborious quest
Of moral prudence, sought through good and ill;
The Song Of The Builder
© Edgar Albert Guest
I sink my piers to the solid rock,
And I send my steel to the sky,
And I pile up the granite, block by block
Full twenty stories high;
Nor wind nor weather shall wash away
The thing that I've builded, day by day.
A Roman Aqueduct
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
THE sun-browned girl, whose limbs recline
When noon her languid hand has laid
Hot on the green flakes of the pine,
Beneath its narrow disk of shade;
Gnothi Seauton
© Ralph Waldo Emerson
Then bear thyself, O man!
Up to the scale and compass of thy guest;
Soul of thy soul.
Be great as doth beseem
The ambassador who bears
The royal presence where he goes.
Marie Laveau
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
So if you ever get down where the black tree grow
And meet a voodoo lady named Marie Laveaux,
And if she ever asks you to make her your wife,
Man, you better stay with her for the rest of your life
Or it´ll be GREEEEEEEEEEEE...
Another man done gone.
Breaking The Day In Two
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
When from dawn till noon seems one long day,
And from noon till night another,
The Poetry Of Southey
© George Meredith
Keen as an eagle whose flight towards the dim empyrean
Fearless of toil or fatigue ever royally wends!
Vast in the cloud-coloured robes of the balm-breathing Orient
Lo! the grand Epic advances, unfolding the humanest truth.
The Balcony
© Muriel Stuart
A STREET at night, a silent square
That mirth forbids;
Whose windows, with drawn lips and narrowed lids,
Resent the intruder's stare.
