`Sez You’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet,And across the distant timber you can SEE the flowing ...
Poems about loafer (19 Poems)
City Lyrics (Nathaniel Parker Willis Poems)
Argument.-the poet starts from the bowling green to take his sweetheart up to Thompson's for an ice, or (if she ...
Seventh Street (Jean Toomer Poems)
Money burns the pocket, pocket hurts,Bootleggers in silken shirts,Ballooned, zooming Cadillacs,Whizzing, whizzing down the street-car tracks.Seventh Street is a bastrad ...
Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
The Barrel-Organ (Alfred Noyes Poems)
There's a barrel-organ carolling across a golden street In the City as the sun sinks low; And the music's not ...
Possum (C J Dennis Poems)
Jist 'ere it gripped me, on a sudden, like a red-'ot knife.I wus diggin' in the garden, talkin' pleasant to ...
A Drug In The Market (Garnet Walch Poems)
I stood in the street in the noontide, precisely at midday time,For the loud-mouthed bells of the G.P.O. had that ...
Get Work (C J Dennis Poems)
On one fine but fatal morning in the early Eocene, Lo, a brawny Bloke set out to dig a hole:First ...
The Loafers’ Club (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
A club there is established here, whose name they say is Legion;From Melbourne to the Billabong they're known in every ...
The Murrumbidgee (Anonymous Oceania Poems)
Come, all you jolly natives, and I'll relate to youSome of my observations — adventures, too, a few.I've travelled about ...
You (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
You are the fellow that has to decideWhether you'll do it or toss it aside.You are the fellow who makes ...
The Exeter Road (Amy Lowell Poem)
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
Sez You’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
The Cambaroora Star (Henry Lawson Poem)
So you're writing for a paper? Well, it's nothing very new To be writing yards of drivel for a tidy ...
Sez You (Henry Lawson Poem)
When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can SEE the ...
Corny Bill (Henry Lawson Poem)
His old clay pipe stuck in his mouth, His hat pushed from his brow, His dress best fitted for the ...
The Sins of Kalamazoo (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE SINS of Kalamazoo are neither scarlet nor crimson. The sins of Kalamazoo are a convict gray, a dishwater drab. ...
North Atlantic (Carl Sandburg Poems)
WHEN the sea is everywhere from horizon to horizon .. when the salt and blue fill a circle of horizons ...
The Incantation (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Scene: Federal Political Arena A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling. Enter the three witches. 1ST WITCH: Thrice ...