Family poems

 / page 18 of 43 /
star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

milano

© Rg Gregory

wandering around milan my father
i know that (bred in the bone) i'm you
i walk and think - my legs roll onwards
i take in the atmosphere but not the view

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

A Make-Believe

© George MacDonald

No more! no more! I must stop this play,
Be a boy again, and kneel down and pray
To the God of sparrows and rabbits and men,
Who never lets any one out of his ken-
It must be so, though it be bewild'ring-
To save his dear beasts from his cruel children!

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

from Proverbs of Hell

© Rg Gregory

isn’t that what things with the palsy
are supposed to do – lovely lake
give the world the miracle it waits for
what a laugh that would be

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Aeolian Harp

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

My pensive SARA! thy soft cheek reclined
Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is
To sit beside our Cot, our Cot o'ergrown
With white-flower'd Jasmin, and the broad-leav'd Myrtle,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

In memory of that excellent person Mrs. Mary Lloyd of Bodidrist in Denbigh-shire

© Katherine Philips

I CANNOT hold, for though to write were rude,
Yet to be silent were Ingratitude,
And Folly too; for if Posterity
Should never hear of such a one as thee,

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Little Ballads Of Timely Warning; II: On Malicious Cruelty To Harmless Creatures

© Ellis Parker Butler

The cruelty of P. L. Brown—
(He had ten toes as good as mine)
Was known to every one in town,
And, if he never harmed a noun,
He loved to make verbs shriek and whine.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Niobe in Distress

© Phillis Wheatley

Seven sprightly sons the royal bed adorn,
Seven daughters beauteous as the op'ning morn,
As when Aurora fills the ravish'd sight,
And decks the orient realms with rosy light
From their bright eyes the living splendors play,
Nor can beholders bear the flashing ray.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

Then the family would say: "It's that horrible cat!
It was Mungojerrie--or Rumpelteazer!"-- And most of the time
they left it at that.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Old Gumbie Cat

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots;
Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger stripes and leopard spots.
All day she sits upon the stair or on the steps or on the mat;
She sits and sits and sits and sits--and that's what makes a Gumbie Cat!

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Mr. Mistoffelees

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

And we all say: OH!
Well I never!
Was there ever
A Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Naming Of Cats

© Thomas Stearns Eliot

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

M'Fingal - Canto IV

© John Trumbull


"For me, before that fatal time,
I mean to fly th' accursed clime,
And follow omens, which of late
Have warn'd me of impending fate.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Thesaurus

© Billy Collins

It could be the name of a prehistoric beast
that roamed the Paleozoic earth, rising up
on its hind legs to show off its large vocabulary,
or some lover in a myth who is metamorphosed into a book.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

The Long Boat

© Stanley Kunitz

When his boat snapped loose
from its mooring, under
the screaking of the gulls,
he tried at first to wave

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Million Man March Poem

© Maya Angelou

The night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Song of the Exposition.

© Walt Whitman

1
AFTER all, not to create only, or found only,
But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded,
To give it our own identity, average, limitless, free;

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

To Think of Time.

© Walt Whitman

1
TO think of time—of all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

A Desolation

© Allen Ginsberg

Now mind is clear
as a cloudless sky.
Time then to make a
home in wilderness.

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

Death & Fame

© Allen Ginsberg

When I die
I don't care what happens to my body
throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East River
bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jersey, B'nai Israel Cemetery

star nullstar nullstar nullstar nullstar null

In Memory Of Alfred Pollexfen

© William Butler Yeats

Five-and-twenty years have gone
Since old William pollexfen
Laid his strong bones down in death
By his wife Elizabeth