Poems begining by W
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Wayside Flowers
© William Allingham
Pluck not the wayside flower,
It is the traveller's dower;
A thousand passers-by
Its beauties may espy,
Winter Complaint
© Ogden Nash
Now when I have a cold
I am careful with my cold,
I consult a physician
And I do as I am told.
Will Consider Situation
© Ogden Nash
There here are words of radical advice for a young man looking for a job;
Young man, be a snob.
Yes, if you are in search of arguments against starting at the bottom,
Why I've gottem.
What's The Use?
© Ogden Nash
Sure, deck your limbs in pants,
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
You look divine as you advance . . .
Have you seen yourself retreating?
What Almost Every Woman Knows Sooner Or Later
© Ogden Nash
Husbands are things that wives have to get used to putting up with.
And with whom they breakfast with and sup with.
They interfere with the discipline of nurseries,
And forget anniversaries,
Winter Sleep
© Elinor Wylie
O what a warm and darksome nest
Where the wildest things are hidden to rest!
It's there that I'd love to lie and sleep,
Soft, soft, soft, and deep, deep, deep!
Wild Peaches
© Elinor Wylie
The winter will be short, the summer long,
The autumn amber-hued, sunny and hot,
Tasting of cider and of scuppernong;
All seasons sweet, but autumn best of all.
The squirrels in their silver fur will fall
Like falling leaves, like fruit, before your shot.
Withstanders
© William Barnes
When weakness now do strive wi' might
In struggles ov an e'thly trial,
Walcheren Expedition
© James Henry Leigh Hunt
Ye brave, enduring Englishmen,
Who dash through fire and flood,
Willie's and Nellie's Wish
© Julia A Moore
Willie and Nellie, one evening sat
By their own little cottage door;
Wreck of the Schooner Samuel Crawford
© William Topaz McGonagall
'Twas in the year of 1886, and on the 29th of November,
Which the surviving crew of the "Samuel Crawford" will long remember,
She was bound to Baltimore with a cargo of pine lumber;
But, alas! the crew suffered greatly from cold and hunger.
Women's Suffrage
© William Topaz McGonagall
Fellow men! why should the lords try to despise
And prohibit women from having the benefit of the parliamentary Franchise?
When they pay the same taxes as you and me,
I consider they ought to have the same liberty.
Within The Gate
© John Greenleaf Whittier
L. M. C.
We sat together, last May-day, and talked
Of the dear friends who walked
Beside us, sharers of the hopes and fears
Of five and forty years,
When The Young Are Grown
© Edgar Albert Guest
Once the house was lovely, but it's lonely here to-day,
For time has come an' stained its walls an' called the young away;
We Are As The Flute
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:
our victory and defeat is from thee,
O thou whose qualities are comely!
Winter Festival
© Arthur Rimbaud
The cascade resounds behind operetta huts.
Fireworks prolong, through the orchards
and avenues near the Meander,--
the greens and reds of the setting sun.
Horace nymphs with First Empire headdresses,--
Siberian rounds and Boucher's Chinese ladies.
What Would Freud Say?
© Bob Hicok
Wasn't on purpose that I drilled
through my finger or the nurse
laughed. She apologized
three times and gave me a shot
