The Ride To Bumpville (Eugene Field Poems)
Play that my knee was a calico mareSaddled and bridled for Bumpville;Leap to the back of this steed, if you ...
Poems about calico (21 Poems)
From early dawn the thirtieth of April… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
From early dawn the thirtieth of AprilIs given up to children of the town,And caught in trying on the festive ...
The Street Player (Fay Inchfawn Poems)
The shopping had been tedious, and the rainCame pelting down as she turned home again.The motor-bus ...
Playing For Keeps (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
I've watched him change from his bibs and things, from bonnets known as "cute,"To little frocks, and later on I ...
The Duel (The Gingham Dog And The Calico Cat) (Eugene Field Poems)
The gingham dog and the calico catSide by side on the table sat;'T was half-past twelve, and (what do you ...
I Like You Lil (George Ade Poems)
I fought I was hep to the whole string o' fairiesNot one o' the bunch could put me to the ...
Sez You’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
Sez You (Henry Lawson Poem)
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
The Wander-Light (Henry Lawson Poem)
And they heard the tent-poles clatter, And the fly in twain was torn - 'Tis the soiled rag of a ...
On the Wallaby (Henry Lawson Poem)
Now the tent poles are rotting, the camp fires are dead, And the possums may gambol in trees overhead; I ...
Australia’s Peril (Henry Lawson Poems)
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
The Old Bark School (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
The Roaring Days (Henry Lawson Poem)
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
Middle Passage (Robert Hayden Poem)
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
The ride to bumpville (Eugene Field Poem)
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
The duel (Eugene Field Poem)
The gingham dog and the calico cat Side by side on the table sat; 'T was half-past twelve, and (what ...
A Greeting (William Henry Davies Poem)
Good morning, Life--and all Things glad and beautiful. My pockets nothing hold, But he that owns the gold, The Sun, ...
Encouragement (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
WHO dat knockin' at de do'? Why, Ike Johnson, -- yes, fu' sho! Come in, Ike. I's mighty glad You ...
Florida (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
In The Kalahari Desert (Craig Raine Poems)
The sun rose like a tarnished looking-glass to catch the sun and flash His hot message at the missionaries below-- ...
Shirt (Robert Pinsky Poems)
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...