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A DAUGHTERS CRY — mad hippie poet	She looked at me in the same way as she did as a child. The only thing was these tears were not the same as these tears wore my name. She looked at me now...	531 views Rate it
The Box — Lascelles Abercrombie	Once upon a time, in the land of Hush-A-Bye, Around about the wondrous days of yore, They came across a kind of box Bound up with chains and locked...	531 views Rate it
A Happy Man — Edwin Arlington Robinson	When these graven lines you see, Traveller, do not pity me; Though I be among the dead, Let no mournful word be...	527 views Rate it
Pine Forest — Gabriela Mistral	Let us go now into the forest. Trees will pass by your face, and I will stop and offer you to them, but they cannot bend down. The night watches over its...	527 views Rate it
The Mad Gardener's Song — Lewis Carroll	He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter from his wife. 'At length I realise,' he said, The...	526 views Rate it
The May Magnificat — Gerard Manley Hopkins	May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to...	523 views Rate it
Unquenchable — Judah Rollins	I'm the heiress of the Alpha and Omega a omen of what's to come, I'm on set , I'm coming I'm on rush, I'm open handed , I'm the opener , I'm on...	522 views Rate it
Silence — Edgar Lee Masters	I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it pauses, And the silence of a man and a maid, And the silence...	522 views Rate it
Excerpts from Cantos I and II — D. S. Fly	A Procession on Saint Martin’s Eve: Arrival 3 And then upon Saint Martin’s Eve A blinking stream of lights Appeared before my glazéd eyes And,...	520 views Rate it
The Queen's Rival — Sarojini Naidu	QUEEN GULNAAR sat on her ivory bed, Around her countless treasures were...	514 views Rate it
I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child — Robert Graves	Children born of fairy stock Never need for shirt or frock, Never want for food or fire, Always get their hearts desire: Jingle pockets full of gold,...	514 views Rate it
Dear Children of God — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Dear children of God: Each one of you is special, Made in His image, Created, and so fashioned, In the way He desired. Gifted with language; Each...	513 views Rate it
The Trouble With Snowmen — Roger McGough	The trouble with snowmen,' Said my father one year 'They are no sooner made than they just...	513 views Rate it
Choosing A Profession — Charles Lamb	A Creole boy from the West Indies brought, To be in European learning taught, Some years before to Westminster he went, To a preparatory school was sent....	510 views Rate it
Home, Sweet Home — John Howard Payne	Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, Which,...	507 views Rate it
H. Baptism II — George Herbert	Since, Lord, to thee A narrow way and little gate Is all the passage, on my infancy Thou didst lay hold, and antedate My faith in...	506 views Rate it
The Scarecrow — Walter de la Mare	All winter through I bow my head beneath the driving rain; the North Wind powders me with snow and blows me black again; at midnight 'neath a maze of...	502 views Rate it
How Fortunate the Man with None — Bertolt Brecht	From the play "Mother...	502 views Rate it
A Father To His Son — Carl Sandburg	A father sees his son nearing manhood. What shall he tell that son? 'Life is hard; be steel; be a rock.' And this might stand him for the storms and serve...	497 views Rate it
Among The Multitude — Walt Whitman	AMONG the men and women, the multitude, I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs, Acknowledging none else--not parent, wife,...	497 views Rate it
Adieu, Adieu! My Native Shore — George Gordon Lord Byron	Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o'ver the waters blue; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon...	497 views Rate it
Some, too fragile for winter winds — Emily Dickinson	Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from frost Before their feet are...	496 views Rate it
We Are All Aborigines — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Often, at nighttime, I enter Jukurrpa world. The world of dreaming. Dreamers’ native residence; Eternal — uncreated. Like world of Tao, It appears...	495 views Rate it
To My Sister — William Wordsworth	It is the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than before The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our...	495 views Rate it
Song Of Proserpine While Gathering Flowers On The Plain Of Enna — Percy Bysshe Shelley	Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth, Thou from whose immortal bosom Gods and men and beasts have birth, Leaf and blade, and bud and blossom, Breathe...	494 views Rate it