Bill’s Christmases (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Christmas, said Bill, "on Christmas cards, it's winders all aglow,An' lots o' stuff to eat an' drink an' a good ...
Poems about biscuits (21 Poems)
The New Vestments (Edward Lear Poems)
There lived an old man in the kingdom of Tess,Who invented a purely original dress;And when it was perfectly made ...
Second Guard (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
You are sleepin' in your hot roll when some body kicks your tarp.When you roll out of your blankets why ...
Bachin’ (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
Our lives are hid; our trails are strange;We're scattered through the WestIn canyon cool, on blistered rangeOr windy mountain crest.Wherever ...
The Chuck Wagon (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
She ain't what she was in the days of her glory.Fer years she has stood in the cotton wood shade.But ...
A Dog’s Mistake [In Doggerel Verse] (A B Banjo Paterson Poems)
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the ...
The Dutch Oven (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
You mind that old oven so greasy and black,That we hauled in a wagon or put in a pack.The biscuits ...
The Old Dutch Oven (Arthur Chapman Poems)
Some sigh for cooks of boyhood days, but none of them for me;One roundup cook was best of all - ...
Number 3 on the Docket (Amy Lowell Poem)
The lawyer, are you? Well! I ain't got nothin' to say. Nothin'! I told the perlice I hadn't nothin'. They ...
Zero (Robert Creeley Poem)
for Mark Peters Not just nothing, Not there's no answer, Not it's nowhere or Nothing to show for it - ...
The Sun Weilds Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
HAIR (Liam Wilkinson Poems)
Now that my hair has grown long like in those last photographs of John Lennon, sitting on that couch in ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 5 (Barry Tebb Poems)
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
The Room Of My Life (Anne Sexton Poems)
Here, in the room of my life the objects keep changing. Ashtrays to cry into, the suffering brother of the ...
Reminiscence (Sukasah Syahdan Poems)
I am reminiscing you; and the little boy who often stole some change from the left pocket of your pants ...
The Wee Shop (Robert William Service Poems)
She risked her all, they told me, bravely sinking The pinched economies of thirty years; And there the little shop ...
Fed Up (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
I ain't a timid man at all, I'm just as brave as most, I'll take my chance in open fight ...
A Dog’s Mistake (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide, He was just a wand'ring mongrel from ...
The Wreck of the Barque Wm. Paterson of Liverpool (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Ye landsmen all attend my verse, and I'll tell to ye a tale Concerning the barque "Wm. Paterson" that was ...
The Wreck of the Columbine (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Kind Christians, all pay attention to me, And Miss Mouat's sufferings I'll relate to ye; While on board the Columbine, ...