Poems about booted (21 Poems)
The Bush Rangers (Edward Harrington Poems)
Four horseman rode out from the heart of the range,Four horseman with aspects forbidding and strange.They were booted and spurred, they were armed to the teeth,And they frowned as they looked at the valley beneath,As forward they rode through the … Continue reading
High Noon. (Ella Wheeler Wilcox Poems)
Time’s finger on the dial of my lifePoints to high noon! and yet the half-spent dayLeaves less than half remaining, for the dark,Bleak shadows of the grave engulf the end.To those who burn the candle to the stick,The sputtering socket … Continue reading
The Old Pioneers (Frank Dalby Davison Poems)
h, these old friends of ours! Sixty years back, Bearded and booted, they followed the track, Came like their Saxon forefathers of old, Carving a nation from waste and from wold, Mighty of purpose and stalwart of limb, Clove they … Continue reading
The Quest (Horses For The Army) (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Too good for the knacker, too poor for the lurry!Let him go to the army that buys in a hurry!Too good for the kennels, too poor for another,Let him carry thy destiny, England my mother! What seek you, what seek … Continue reading
Mutton Pies for the Assizes (Ben Tyrrell Poems)
Behold, once more, facetious BenSteps from his paste to take the pen;And as the trumpets, shrill and loud,Precede the sheriff’s javelin’d crowd,So Ben before-hand advertisesHis snug-laid scheme for the Assizes.Each of the evenings, Ben proposes,With pies so nice to smoke … Continue reading
Walhalla (C J Dennis Poems)
Dark lady of the laggard dawn, Hiding within her gully deep;Long have night’s curtains been withdrawn Before her earliest sun-shaft’s peep.And, long before the sun sinks down, Eve’s eager shadows creep her way,Committing to the sheltered town Nought but a … Continue reading
Country Roads ~ Pretty Sally (C J Dennis Poems)
The diggers came from Bendigo, From Albury the drovers,From where the Goulburn waters flowCame bearded teamsters travelling slow. And all the brown bush rovers;And where the road goes winding still To drop to Melbourne valley,They sought the … Continue reading
On Boot Hill (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
Up from the prairie and through the pines,Over your struggling headboard linesWinds of the West go by.You must love them, you booted dead,More than the dreamers who died in bed–You old-timers who took your leadUnder the open sky!Leathery knights of … Continue reading
America In 1904 (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
(Europe Conquers America.) Strong for the strong and in his own conceit; Half-boy, half-madman, playing with the fire; Usurper, hoodlum, wed to his desire; Loud in the hunt–afraid albeit to beat The wolves which reared him–always with swift feet, Booted … Continue reading
The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of bright gold across a sheet Of calm and liquid moonshine. From inside Come shouts and streams of laughter, and a … Continue reading