A Session With Uncle Sidney (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
IONE OF HIS ANIMAL STORIES Now, Tudens, you sit on _this_ knee--and 'scuse It having no side-saddle on;--and, Jeems, You sit on _this_--and ...
Poems about wobble (20 Poems)
Three Valentines to the Wide World (Mona Van Duyn Poems)
IThe child disturbs our view. Tow-head bent, shestands on one leg and folds up the other. She is listeningto the ...
Here’s Luck (Henry Lawson Poems)
Old Time is tramping close to-day-you hear his bluchers fall,A mighty change is on the way, an' God protect us ...
“How Did You Rest, Last Night?” (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
"How did you rest, last night?"-- I've heard my gran'pap sayThem words a thousand times--that's right-- Jes them words thataway!As punctchul-like as ...
Old Folks Laugh (Maya Angelou Poems)
They have spent theircontent of simpering,holding their lips thisand that way, windingthe lines betweentheir brows. Old folksallow their bellies to ...
The Lighthouse Keeper (Billy Bennett Poems)
You ask about these wrinkles, These wrinkles I have on my brow,If you'll give me your kind applause, sir, For ...
The Wobble (C J Dennis Poems)
Now the Wobble went out on the roaring tide,With a dry dog trotting along by its side;Went over the sea ...
A Dream Lesson (Carolyn Wells Poems)
Once there was a little boy who wouldn't go to bed, When they hinted at the subject he would only ...
A Different Meaning (C J Dennis Poems)
It is truly as lucid as lucid can be; It is plain as the nose on your faceThough the tactics ...
Optimism. (Elliott Blaine Henderson Poems)
TO N. H. CARDWELL, COLUMBUS, O. Ef yo' hain't got er nickel Ner yo' hain't got er dime, An' yo' ...
Bath (Amy Lowell Poems)
The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. ...
Haunted (Amy Lowell Poems)
See! He trails his toesThrough the long streaks of moonlight,And the nails of his fingers glitter:They claw and flash among ...
Spring Day (Amy Lowell Poem)
Bath The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The ...
Oatmeal (Galway Kinnell Poem)
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
What Would Freud Say? (Bob Hicok Poem)
Wasn't on purpose that I drilled through my finger or the nurse laughed. She apologized three times and gave me ...
the shakes (Rg Gregory Poem)
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
Finland (Robert Graves Poem)
Feet and faces tingle In that frore land: Legs wobble and go wingle, You scarce can stand. The skies are ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
A Hedge Of Rubber Trees (Amy Clampitt Poem)
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
The Armadillo (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For Robert Lowell This is the time of year when almost every night the frail, illegal fire balloons appear. Climbing ...