Camped By The Creek (Henry Kendall Poems)
"All day a strong sun has been drinkingThe ponds in the Wattletree Glen;And now as they're puddles, I'm thinkingWe were ...
Poems about hobble (21 Poems)
The Poet’s Advice (John Gneisenau Neihardt Poems)
IYOU wish to be a poet, Little Man?More verses limping 'neath their big intent?Well — one must be a poet ...
Ghost Stories (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
When the hoot of the owl comes over the hill,At twelve o'clock when the night is still,And pale on the ...
Little Master To His Big Dog (Juliana Horatia Ewing Poems)
Oh, how greedy you look as you stare at my plate,Your mouth waters so, and your big tail is drummingFlop! ...
Ode To The (George Canning Poems)
How blest, how firm the Statesman stands,(Him no low intrigue shall move),Circled by faithful kindred bands,And propp'd by fond fraternal ...
Dream Song 113: or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld (John Berryman Poems)
or Amy Vladeck or Riva FreifeldThat isna Henry limping. That's a hobbleclapped on mere Henry by the most high GODfor ...
The Drovers (Roland Robinson Poems)
Over the plains of the whitening grassand the stunted mulga the drovers pass,and in the red dust cloud, each sideof ...
Haw! (C J Dennis Poems)
Haw! Good fellow I'm not doubting Your intentions are all right,And your general appearance Is intelligent and bright;But the question ...
Chicken Koop an’ Possum Chase (Elliott Blaine Henderson Poems)
Possum time? Dahky take up de trail. Rahbit skirtin' thoo de thicket, In de barn yawd sots de quail. Cum ...
Down The River (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
Hark, the sound of it drawing nearer,Clink of hobble and brazen bell;Mark the passage of stalwart shearer,Bidding Monaro soil farewell.Where ...
The Boobook Owl (C J Dennis Poems)
Not for any airs and gracesWhen, to lonely, silent places Men return in memory, Come these kindly thoughts of me.But ...
Ode To The (George Canning Poems)
How blest, how firm the Statesman stands, (Him no low intrigue shall move),Circled by faithful kindred bands, And propp'd by ...
Alone (Bruce Kiskaddon Poems)
The hills git awful quiet, when you have to camp alone.It's mighty apt to set a feller thinkin'.You always half ...
The Night (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
Sleepy policemen waddle under streetlights.Broken beggars grumble when they sense people.On some corners powerful streetcars stutter.And plush cabs drop into ...
The Self-Seeker (Robert Frost Poem)
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
Men of Verdun (Laurence Binyon Poem)
There are five men in the moonlight That by their shadows stand; Three hobble humped on crutches, And two lack ...
Dream Song 113: or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld (John Berryman Poem)
or Amy Vladeck or Riva Freifeld That isna Henry limping. That's a hobble clapped on mere Henry by the most ...
86. The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation to his Auld Mare, Maggie (Robert Burns Poems)
A GUID New-year I wish thee, Maggie! Hae, there's a ripp to thy auld baggie: Tho' thou's howe-backit now, an' ...
Fleurette (Robert William Service Poems)
(The Wounded Canadian Speaks) My leg? It's off at the knee. Do I miss it? Well, some. You see I've ...
The Old Huntsman (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
I've never ceased to curse the day I signed A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece. 'Twas a bad ...
The Town Down by the River (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
I Said the Watcher by the Way To the young and the unladen, To the boy and to the maiden, ...