Christopher Morley Poems (40 Poems)
Scuttle, Scuttle, Little Roach (Christopher Morley Poems)
SCUTTLE, scuttle, little roach-How you run when I approach:Up above the pantry shelf,Hastening to secrete yourself. Most adventurous of vermin,How I wish I could determineHow you spend your hours of ease,Perhaps reclining on the cheese. Cook has gone, and all … Continue reading
The Music Box (Christopher Morley Poems)
AT six—long ere the wintry dawn— There sounded through the silent hall To where I lay, with blankets drawn Above my ears, a plaintive call. The Urchin, in the eagerness Of three years old, could not refrain; Awake, he straightway … Continue reading
Our House (Christopher Morley Poems)
IT should be yours, if I could build The quaint old dwelling I desire, With books and pictures bravely filled And chairs beside an open fire, White-panelled rooms with candles lit— I lie awake to think of it! A dial … Continue reading
Only a Matter of Time (Christopher Morley Poems)
DOWN-SLIPPING Time, sweet, swift, and shallow stream, Here, like a boulder, lies this afternoon Across your eager flow. So you shall stay, Deepened and dammed, to let me breathe and be. Your troubled fluency, your running gleam Shall pause, and … Continue reading
Animal Crackers (Christopher Morley Poems)
Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,That is the finest of suppers I think;When I’m grown up and can have what I pleaseI think I shall always insist upon these.What do YOU choose when you’re offered a treat?When Mother says, “What … Continue reading
Hymn to the Dairymaids on Beacon Street (Christopher Morley Poems)
Sweetly solemn see them stand, Spinning churns on either hand, Neatly capped and aproned white Airy fairy dairy sight. Jersey priestesses they seem Miracling milk to cream. Cream solidifies to cheese By Pasteural mysteries, And they give, within their shrine, … Continue reading
Elegy Written in a Country Coal-Bin (Christopher Morley Poems)
THE furnace tolls the knell of falling steam, The coal supply is virtually done, And at this price, indeed it does not seem As though we could afford another ton. Now fades the glossy, cherished anthracite; The radiators lose their … Continue reading
To A Child (Christopher Morley Poems)
The greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years old. Still young enough to be a part Of Nature’s great impulsive heart, Born comrade of bird, beast, and tree … Continue reading
The Old Swimmer (Christopher Morley Poems)
I OFTEN wander on the beach Where once, so brown of limb, The biting air, the roaring surf Summoned me to swim. I see my old abundant youth Whee combers lean and spill, And though I taste the foam no … Continue reading
Washing the Dishes (Christopher Morley Poems)
WHEN we on simple rations sup How easy is the washing up! But heavy feeding complicates The task by soiling many plates. And though I grant that I have prayed That we might find a serving-maid, I’d scullion all my … Continue reading
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