Life poems
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Ballad of a Hanged Man
© Clarke George Elliott
Geo: Their drinks to my drinks feels different,I'll stomach a stammering teaspoon full,but Roach laps up half the half bottle.He slups glass for glass with the best.
G3. Social Scientist
© Christakos Margaret
A / central paradox of our society istape, find the part and play it.
G1. Video Technician
© Christakos Margaret
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The Triumph of Love
© Govinda Krishna Chettur
Dearest, and yet more dear than I can tell In these poor halting rhymes, when, word by word, You spell the passion that your beauty stirredSwiftly to flame, and holds me as a spell,You will not think he writeth "ill" or "well", Nor question make of the fond truths averred, But Love, of that, by Love's self charactered, A perfect understanding shall impel
Elegy over a Tomb
© Edward Herbert
Must I then see, alas, eternal night Sitting upon those fairest eyes,And closing all those beams, which once did rise So radiant and brightThat light and heat in them to us did prove Knowledge and love?
Oh, if you did delight no more to stay Upon this low and earthly stage,But rather chose an endless heritage, Tell us at least, we pray,Where all the beauties that those ashes ow'd Are now bestow'd
A Psalm of Life
© Cary Phoebe
Tell me not, in idle jingle, Marriage is an empty dream,For the girl is dead that 's single, And things are not what they seem.
A Leak in the Dike
© Cary Phoebe
The good dame looked from her cottage At the close of the pleasant day,And cheerily called to her little son Outside the door at play:"Come, Peter, come! I want you to go, While there is light to see,To the hut of the blind old man who lives Across the dike, for me;And take these cakes I made for him-- They are hot and smoking yet;You have time enough to go and come Before the sun is set
I Remember, I Remember
© Cary Phoebe
I remember, I remember, The house where I was wed,And the little room from which, that night, My smiling bride was led;She didn't come a wink too soon, Nor make too long a stay;But now I often wish her folks Had kept the girl away!
I remember, I remember, Her dresses, red and white
Nature's Epitaph
© William Herbert Carruth
Who knows where the graveyard is Where the fox and the eagle lie?Who has seen the obsequies Of the red deer when they die?
Boat beneath a Sunny Sky, A
© Lewis Carroll
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky,Lingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of July --
Cui Bono
© Carlyle Thomas
What is Hope? A smiling rainbow Children follow through the wet;'Tis not here, still yonder, yonder: Never urchin found it yet.
A Wife’s Protest
© Ada Cambridge
##. From child to girl I grew,And thought no thought, and heard no word That was not pure and true.
