Jim (Harry Kemp Poems)
We couldn't make him out; he seldom spoke;We never caught him smiling at a joke —And yet he was a ...
We couldn't make him out; he seldom spoke;We never caught him smiling at a joke —And yet he was a ...
Your marvelous pronunciation --The scorching whistle of birds of prey;Or should I say: a living impressionOf some sort of silken ...
Any part of the piggyIs quite alright with me.Ham from Westphalia, ham from ParmaHam as lean as the Dalai LamaHam ...
You ask about these wrinkles, These wrinkles I have on my brow,If you'll give me your kind applause, sir, For ...
Howdy sistah Tootles! Ah's jes' er passin' by. Thought I'd kindah drap in Let yo' kno' revival's nigh. Hain't seed ...
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the ...
A MERMAID'S not a human thing, An' courtin' sich is folly; Of flesh an' blood I'd rather sing, What ain't ...
In the street of the thousand lanternsThe East of Limehouse ReachLived a bland Chinee, who loved the seaFor he was ...
The world is full of sunshine. The birds are full of song. The happy humble homes are full of hope. ...
Now Yavapai Pete was a cowpuncher neat,From Arizona's fair clime.Lived in his saddle and punched most the cattleFrom here to ...
Where have the old accorjins gone? I was askin' the coves at the Show;Matt from the Mallee an' Dandenong Don, ...
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light, the ...
Sometimes I get so tired, Of hearing this worlds advice; I'm always doing something wrong, I should learn to think ...
Holding his hand as he retold the moment in the way of her passing on into eternity Holding his hand ...
Out in the orchard, before the first apple placed gently in the bag, snap of the McIntosh to my bite, ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I never said I would, I only said I could do what you wished, the subtle difference should have raised ...
It's Wednesday, September 6th and a birthday, again, these things arrive tediously on time with wry regularity - and sadly, ...
"When I hit her on the head, it was good, and then I did it to her a couple of ...
Give me life at its most garish Friday night in the Square, pink sequins dazzle And dance on clubbers bare ...
So you think its Stephen? Then I'd best make sure Be on the safe side as it were. Ah, theres ...
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