Children poems

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The Fly

© Karl Shapiro

O hideous little bat, the size of snot,

With polyhedral eye and shabby clothes,

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Felix Schmidt

© Edgar Lee Masters

It was only a little house of two rooms --
Almost like a child's play-house --
With scarce five acres of ground around it;
And I had so many children to feed

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Elijah Browning

© Edgar Lee Masters

I was among multitudes of children
Dancing at the foot of a mountain.
A breeze blew out of the east and swept them as leaves,
Driving some up the slopes.... All was changed.

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Lois Spears

© Edgar Lee Masters

Here lies the body of Lois Spears,
Born Lois Fluke, daughter of Willard Fluke,
Wife of Cyrus Spears,
Mother of Myrtle and Virgil Spears,

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Herman Altman

© Edgar Lee Masters

Did I follow Truth wherever she led,
And stand against the whole world for a cause,
And uphold the weak against the strong?
If I did I would be remembered among men

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The Babysitters

© Sylvia Plath

It is ten years, now, since we rowed to Children's Island.

The sun flamed straight down that noon on the water off Marblehead.

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Winter Dusk

© Walter de la Mare

Dark frost was in the air without,
The dusk was still with cold and gloom,
When less than even a shadow came
And stood within the room.

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Zilpha Marsh

© Edgar Lee Masters

At four o'clock in late October
I sat alone in the country school-house
Back from the road 'mid stricken fields,
And an eddy of wind blew leaves on the pane,

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Jefferson Howard

© Edgar Lee Masters

My valiant fight! For I call it valiant,
With my father's beliefs from old Virginia:
Hating slavery, but no less war.
I, full of spirit, audacity, courage

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Rebecca Wasson

© Edgar Lee Masters

Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter and Spring,
After each other drifting, past my window drifting!
And I lay so many years watching them drift and counting
The years till a terror came in my heart at times,

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Mrs. Williams

© Edgar Lee Masters

I was the milliner
Talked about, lied about,
Mother of Dora,
Whose strange disappearance

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Benjamin Painter

© Edgar Lee Masters

Together in this grave lie Benjamin Painter, attorney at law,
And Nig, his dog, constant companion, solace and friend.
Down the grey road, friends, children, men and women,
Passing one by one out of life, left me till I was alone

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Aaron Hatfield

© Edgar Lee Masters

Better than granite, Spoon River,
Is the memory-picture you keep of me
Standing before the pioneer men and women
There at Concord Church on Communion day.

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXXIV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

THE SAME CONTINUED
Yes, Spring is come, but joy alas is gone,--
Gone ere we knew it, while our foolish eyes,
Which should have watched its motions every one

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Doctor Meyers

© Edgar Lee Masters

No other man, unless it was Doc Hill,
Did more for people in this town than l.
And all the weak, the halt, the improvident
And those who could not pay flocked to me.

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Water Picture

© May Swenson

In the pond in the park

all things are doubled;

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In State

© Forceythe Willson

I.
O Keeper of the Sacred Key,
And the Great Seal of Destiny,
Whose eye is the blue canopy,
Look down upon the warring world, and tell us what the end will be.

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Columbus Cheney

© Edgar Lee Masters

This weeping willow!
Why do you not plant a few
For the millions of children not yet born,
As well as for us?

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Thurso’s Landing

© Robinson Jeffers

  In the night Reave dreamed that Helen
Lay with him in the deep grave, he awoke loathing her,
But when the weak moment between sleep and waking
Was past, his need of her and his judgment of her
Knew their suspended duel; and he heard her breathing,
Irregularly, gently in the dark.

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Mrs. George Reece

© Edgar Lee Masters

To this generation I would say:
Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.
It may serve a turn in your life.
My husband had nothing to do