Smile poems
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Venetian Morning
© Rainer Maria Rilke
Windows pampered like princes always see
what on occasion deigns to trouble us:
the city that, time and again, where a shimmer
of sky strikes a feeling of floodtide,
A Moral Vindicator
© Francis Bret Harte
If Mr. Jones, Lycurgus B.,
Had one peculiar quality,
'Twas his severe advocacy
Of conjugal fidelity.
A Creation Of Our Love
© Faye Diane Kilday
We didn't give birth to you - that is true,
But you are still a creation of our love.
For many years we prayed to the
heavens above
The Universal Language Of Love
© Faye Diane Kilday
There is a universal language that is spoken by all -Both on earth and in the heavens above.It's a beautiful language that flows from the heart and it's universal name is love.
The language of love uses thoughts and feelingsto express what it wants to say,It's the language that God uses all the time when He speaks to you each day.
It's a heavenly language that communicates withsmiles, affection and tenderness,And its unspoken words will touch your heart andfill your soul with bliss.
The language of love is a gift from God that is trulyan inspiration, And it's the only language you'll ever need tocommunicate with all of creation.© Faye Kilday 2002
The Venetian Gondolier
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Here rest the weary oar! -- soft airs
Breathe out in the o'erarching sky;
And Night!-- sweet Night -- serenely wears
A smile of peace; her noon is nigh.
The Book Of Joyous Children
© James Whitcomb Riley
Bound and bordered in leaf-green,
Edged with trellised buds and flowers
The Poets Hat
© Robert Fuller Murray
The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
He passed through the doorway into the street,
A strong wind lifted his hat from his head,
And he uttered some words that were far from sweet.
Andromeda Unfettered
© Muriel Stuart
Nay, what do you seek?
If of men we be chained,
Our chains be of gold,
If the fetters we break
What conquest is gained?
Shall a hill-top out-spread a pavilion more safe than our palace hold?
Carol Of Occupations
© Walt Whitman
COME closer to me;
Push close, my lovers, and take the best I possess;
Yield closer and closer, and give me the best you possess.
Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi
© Michael Drayton
Fair stood the wind for France,
When we our sails advance;
Nor now to prove our chance
Longer will tarry;
Agincourt
© Michael Drayton
FAIR stood the wind for France
When we our sails advance,
Nor now to prove our chance
Longer will tarry;
The Battle Of Agincourt
© Michael Drayton
Fair stood the wind for France
When we our sails advance,
Nor now to prove our chance
Longer will tarry;
Sonnet XLIX: How Long
© Samuel Daniel
How long shall I in mine affliction mourn,
A burden to myself, distress'd in mind?
Self And Soul
© Madison Julius Cawein
It came to me in my sleep,
And I rose from my sleep and went
Out in the night to weep,
Over the bristling bent.
With my soul, it seemed, I stood
Alone in a moaning wood.
On The Victory Obtained By Blake Over the Spaniards, In The Bay Of Scanctacruze, In The Island Of teneriff.1657
© Andrew Marvell
Now does Spains Fleet her spatious wings unfold,
Leaves the new World and hastens for the old:
But though the wind was fair, the slowly swoome
Frayted with acted Guilt, and Guilt to come:
Wind From The East
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE Spring, so fair in her voting incompleteness,
Of late the very type of tender sweetness;
Now, through frail leaves and misty branches brown,
Looks forth, the dreary shadow of a frown
To His Worthy Friend Doctor Witty Upon His Translation Of The Popular Errors
© Andrew Marvell
Sit further, and make room for thine own fame,
Where just desert enrolles thy honour'd Name
The good Interpreter. Some in this task
Take of the Cypress vail, but leave a mask,
On A Gentlewoman's Watch That Wanted A Key
© William Strode
Thou pretty heav'n whose great and lesser spheares
With constant wheelings measure hours and yeares
