Poems begining by G
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Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril
© Emily Dickinson
Glass was the Street -- in tinsel Peril
Tree and Traveller stood --
Filled was the Air with merry venture
Hearty with Boys the Road --
Given in Marriage unto Thee
© Emily Dickinson
Given in Marriage unto Thee
Oh thou Celestial Host --
Bride of the Father and the Son
Bride of the Holy Ghost.
Give little Anguish
© Emily Dickinson
Give little Anguish --
Lives will fret --
Give Avalanches --
And they'll slant --
Gathered into the Earth,
© Emily Dickinson
Gathered into the Earth,
And out of story --
Gathered so that strange Fame --
That lonesome Glory
That hath no omen here -- but Awe --
"Go travelling with us!"
© Emily Dickinson
"Go travelling with us!"
Her travels daily be
By routes of ecstasy
To Evening's Sea --
"Go tell it" -- What a Message --
© Emily Dickinson
"Go tell it" -- What a Message --
To whom -- is specified --
Not murmur -- not endearment --
But simply -- we -- obeyed --
Great Streets of silence led away
© Emily Dickinson
Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause --
Here was no Notice -- no Dissent
No Universe -- no laws --
Gratitude -- is not the mention
© Emily Dickinson
Gratitude -- is not the mention
Of a Tenderness,
But its still appreciation
Out of Plumb of Speech.
Good Night! Which put the Candle out?
© Emily Dickinson
Good Night! Which put the Candle out?
A jealous Zephyr -- not a doubt --
Ah, friend, you little knew
How long at that celestial wick
The Angels -- labored diligent --
Extinguished -- now -- for you!
Good Morning -- Midnight
© Emily Dickinson
Good Morning -- Midnight --
I'm coming Home --
Day -- got tired of Me --
How could I -- of Him?
God permits industrious Angels
© Emily Dickinson
God permits industrious Angels --
Afternoons -- to play --
I met one -- forgot my Schoolmates --
All -- for Him -- straightway --
God is a distant -- stately Lover
© Emily Dickinson
God is a distant -- stately Lover --
Woos, as He states us -- by His Son --
Verily, a Vicarious Courtship --
"Miles", and "Priscilla", were such an One --
Glee -- The great storm is over --
© Emily Dickinson
Glee -- The great storm is over --
Four -- have recovered the Land --
Forty -- gone down together --
Into the boiling Sand --
Garland for Queens, may be
© Emily Dickinson
Garland for Queens, may be --
Laurels -- for rare degree
Of soul or sword.
Ah -- but remembering me --
Good night, because we must,
© Emily Dickinson
Good night, because we must,
How intricate the dust!
I would go, to know!
Oh incognito!
Going to Him! Happy letter!
© Emily Dickinson
Going to Him! Happy letter!
Tell Him --
Tell Him the page I didn't write --
Tell Him -- I only said the Syntax --
God gave a Loaf to every Bird --
© Emily Dickinson
God gave a Loaf to every Bird --
But just a Crumb -- to Me --
I dare not eat it -- tho' I starve --
My poignant luxury --
God is indeed a jealous God --
© Emily Dickinson
God is indeed a jealous God --
He cannot bear to see
That we had rather not with Him
But with each other play.
Going to Heaven!
© Emily Dickinson
Going to Heaven!
I don't know when --
Pray do not ask me how!
Indeed I'm too astonished
Genius
© Mark Twain
Geniuses are people who dash of weird, wild,
incomprehensible poems with astonishing facility,
and get booming drunk and sleep in the gutter.
