Bourke (Henry Lawson Poems)
I've followed all my tracks and ways,from old bark school to Leicester Square,I've been right back to boyhood's days, and ...
Poems about gambled (18 Poems)
Job (Rachel Korn Poems)
As if heaven openedin a downpour of scabs and cursesthat washed my blessings offand made me stand before you naked.Loneliness ...
Strophes (Kostas Karyotakis Poems)
1.For twenty years I gambledwith books instead of cards;for twenty years I gambledand I squandered my life.Poor now I lie ...
In Place Of A Curse (John Anthony Ciardi Poems)
At the next vacancy for God, if I am elected,I shall forgive last the delicately woundedwho, having been slugged no ...
Sonnet to Lord Bothwell – 5 (Mary Stuart Poems)
And I have shed for him so many a tear.First when he took my body and made it his ownAlthough ...
Put Your Word To My Lips (Rachel Korn Poems)
Put the word to my lipslike a signature at the end of a page.send me - where? I don't know ...
The Kerrigan Boys (Edward Harrington Poems)
By jove it's hot on the track today, my flannel is soaked with sweat.I think I'll sit in the shade ...
A Freak of Spring (C J Dennis Poems)
At any other time of yearIt might have passed, but Spring is queer. He says somethin' - I dunno - ...
The Gambler (Billy Bennett Poems)
A gambler born was young BasilHis finances were all of a latherA wayward boy, but his mother's joyAnd likewise, the ...
This Medal (Billy Bennett Poems)
You ask me about this medal,The story to you may sound queer, I'll tell you the tale if you like, ...
The Drought King’s Trumpeter (C J Dennis Poems)
Said old Pete, the Pensioner: "I met him down the roadWhere, twixt the shadders of the gums, The silver ...
Cameron’s Heart (Henry Lawson Poems)
The diggings were just in their glory when Alister Cameron came, With recommendations, he told me, from friends and a ...
Knocked Up (Henry Lawson Poem)
I'm lyin' on the barren ground that's baked and cracked with drought, And dunno if my legs or back or ...
To Think of Time. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 TO think of time-of all that retrospection! To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! Have you guess'd ...
Sensitive Burglar (Robert William Service Poems)
Selecting in the dining-room The silver of his choice, The burglar heard from chamber gloom A female voice. As cold ...
The Ballad Of Soulful Sam (Robert William Service Poems)
You want me to tell you a story, a yarn of the firin' line, Of our thin red kharki 'eroes, ...
Birds Of A Feather (Robert William Service Poems)
Of bosom friends I've had but seven, Despite my years are ripe; I hope they're now enjoying Heaven, Although they're ...
Avon’s Harvest (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Fear, like a living fire that only death Might one day cool, had now in Avon's eyes Been witness for ...