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Feelings And The Mind

We met once and I didn't fall in deep
Not because you were not my type
But I didn't want to make you cheap

Bright Madziva

Bright Madziva
Graduating From Childhood

I realized with trepidation
that you fast growing up.
Soon you, and many of your generation
will graduate from childhood
David Carolissen

David Carolissen
Christmas In India

Dim dawn behind the tamerisks-the sky is saffron-yellow-
As the women in the village grind the corn,
And the parrots seek the riverside, each calling to his fellow
That the Day, the staring Easter Day is born.
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Little Abigail And The Beautiful Pony

There was a girl named Abigail
Who was taking a drive
Through the country
With her parents
Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein

Go away
Please don't hurt this much
I feel you
I'm young I can't bare now
Zandy Nguta

Zandy Nguta
Religio Laici

Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars
To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers,
Is reason to the soul; and as on high,
Those rolling fires discover but the sky
John Dryden

John Dryden
In The Droving Days

"Only a pound," said the auctioneer,
"Only a pound; and I'm standing here
Selling this animal, gain or loss --
Only a pound for the drover's horse?

Banjo Paterson
Amateur Poet

You see that sheaf of slender books
Upon the topmost shelf,
At which no browser ever looks,
Because they're by . . . myself;
Robert Service

Robert Service

What shall we do with Margery?
She lies and cries upon her bed,
All lily-pale from foot to head,
Her heart is sore as sore can be;
Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti

April doesnt hurt here
Like it does in New England
The ground
Vast and brown

Jack Kerouac
Arithmetic On The Frontier

A great and glorious thing it is
To learn, for seven years or so,
The Lord knows what of that and this,
Ere reckoned fit to face the foe --
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Fudges In England. Letter Vii. From Miss Fanny Fudge, To Her Cousin, Miss Kitty ----.


Bring me the slumbering souls of flowers,
While yet, beneath some northern sky,
Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore
Ang Tunay Na Lalaki (the Real Man) Is Baffled By Cryptic Messages

He finds on cheap match covers.
is the first one he reads after lighting up

Nick Carbo

When I asked my mother why they were called sand tarts,
she couldn't answer me-

perhaps this ravenous curiosity causes my brother

Elizabeth Wilcox
So We Were Poor...!

Yes we were poor, what da hell?
My parents could not read or write
It was a struggle to finish Matric with candle light.
When others kids could have their rapports signed
David Carolissen

David Carolissen
The Deliverance

Master only left old Mistus
One bright and handsome boy;
But she fairly doted on him,
He was her pride and joy.

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Be Courteous

Ah, yes; why not? Is one more adventitious born
Than others-shekels richer, honors fuller, and all that-
That he can pass his fellows by with lofty scorn,
Nor even show this slight regard-the lifting of the hat?

Hattie Howard
The Island

Does the wind sing in your ears at night, in the town,
Rattling the windows and doors of the cheap-built place?
Do you hear its song as it flies over marsh and down?
Do you feel the kiss that the wind leaves here on my face?
Edith Nesbit

Edith Nesbit
Weary Waitress

Her smile ineffably is sweet,
Devinely she is slim;
Yet oh how weary are her feet,
How aches her every limb!
Robert Service

Robert Service
A Politician

Leader no more, be judged of us!
Hailed Chief, and loved, of yore-
Youth, and the faith of youth, cry out:
Leader and Chief no more!
Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Sonnet 110: Alas, 'tis True, I Have Gone Here And There

Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offences of affections new.
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Brown Lung

Sometimes I'd spend the whole night coughing up
what I'd been breathing in all day at work.
I'd sleep in a chair or take a good stiff drink,
anything to get a few hours rest.

Ron Rash
Alan Dugan Telling Me I Have A Problem With Time

He reads my latest attempt at a poem
and is silent for a long time, until it feels
like that night we waited for Apollo,
my mother wandering in and out of her bedroom, asking,

Nick Flynn
Mortal Shower

I met my butt in a Pittsburgh
hotel room. My face
still looks like my face
but not my butt, my hair

Bob Hicok
King Goodheart

There lived a King, as I've been told
In the wonder-working days of old,
When hearts were twice as good as gold,
And twenty times as mellow.

William Schwenck Gilbert
The Siege And Conquest Of Alhama

The Moorish King rides up and down,
Through Granada's royal town;
From Elvira's gate to those
Of Bivarambla on he goes.

George Gordon Byron
The Chameleon

As the Chameleon, who is known
To have no colours of his own,
But borrows from his neighbour's hue
His white or black, his green or blue,
Matthew Prior

Matthew Prior
Li Galoppini (the Scroungers)

Jeri, a la Pulinara, un colleggiale
Doppo fatta una predica in todesco,
Setacciò tutt'er popolo in du' sale,
E a la ppiù mejo vorze dà er rifresco.

Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli

Some carol of the banjo, to its measure keeping time;
Of viol or of lute some make a song.
My battered old accordion, you're worthy of a rhyme,
You've been my friend and comforter so long.
Robert Service

Robert Service


The Tyrant passed, and friendlier was his eye
On the great man of Athens, whom for foe
George Meredith

George Meredith
A Confidence

Uncle John, he makes me tired;
Thinks ‘at he's jest so all-fired
Smart, ‘at he kin pick up, so,
Ever'thing he wants to know.
Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
Quart Pot Creek

On an evening ramble lately, as I wandered on sedately,
Linking curious fancies, modern, mediaeval, and antiqueâ??
Suddenly the sun descended, and a radiance ruby-splendid,
With the gleam of water blended, thrilled my sensitive physiqueâ??

James Brunton Stephens

I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

I HAVE kept all, not one is thrown away, not one given to the ragman, not one thrust in a corner with a 'P-f-f.'
The red ones and the blue, the long ones in stripes, and each of the little black and white checkered ones.
Keep them: I tell my heart: keep them another year, another ten years: they will be wanted again.
They came once, they came easy, they came like a first white flurry of snow in late October,
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg

A riot is the language of the unheard.
â??martin luther king

John Cabot, out of Wilma, once a Wycliffe,

Gwendolyn Brooks
Betsey And I Are Out.

Draw up the papers, lawyer, and make 'em good and stout;
For things at home are crossways, and Betsey and I are out.
We, who have worked together so long as man and wife,
Must pull in single harness for the rest of our nat'ral life.

Will Carleton
The Disciple


The times are changed, and gone the day
When the high heavenly land,
George Macdonald

George Macdonald

Soulless is all humanity to me
To-night. My keenest longing is to be
Alone, alone with God's grey earth that seems
Pulse of my pulse and consort of my dreams.

Emily Pauline Johnson
A Hill

In Italy, where this sort of thing can occur,
I had a vision once - though you understand
It was nothing at all like Dante's, or the visions of saints,
And perhaps not a vision at all. I was with some friends,

Anthony Evan Hecht
The Ancient Town Of Leith

Ancient town of Leith, most wonderful to be seen,
With your many handsome buildings, and lovely links so green,
And the first buildings I may mention are the Courthouse and Town Hall,
Also Trinity House, and the Sailors' Home of Call.

William Topaz Mcgonagall
Within The Circuit Of This Plodding Life

Within the circuit of this plodding life
There enter moments of an azure hue,
Untarnished fair as is the violet
Or anemone, when the spring strews them

Henry David Thoreau
The Iliad: Book 21

Now when they came to the ford of the full-flowing river Xanthus,
begotten of immortal Jove, Achilles cut their forces in two: one
half he chased over the plain towards the city by the same way that
the Achaeans had taken when flying panic-stricken on the preceding day

The Wallaby Brigade

You often have been told of regiments brave and bold,
But we are the bravest in the land;
We're called the Tag-rag Band, and we rally in Queensland,
We are members of the Wallaby Brigade.

Banjo Paterson
The Irreparable

Can we stifle the old, long-lived Remorse,
that lives, writhes, heaves,
feeds on us, like a worm on a corpse,
like oak-gall on the oak-trees?
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire

A long farewell to Genoa
That rises to the skies,
Where the barren coast of Italy
Like our own coastline lies.
Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Will Suddenly Trees Leap From Winter And Will

will suddenly trees leap from winter and will

the stabbing music of your white youth
wounded by my arms' bothness
E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings
To A Dancing Doll

Formal, quaint, precise, and trim,
You begin your steps demurely-
There's a spirit almost prim
In the feet that move so surely,
Don Marquis

Don Marquis
Epitaph Of La Fontaine Made By Himself

JOHN, as he came, so went away,
Consuming capital and pay,
Holding superfluous riches cheap;
The trick of spending time he knew,

Jean De La Fontaine
The Pauper's Christmas Carol

Full of drink and full of meat,
On our SAVIOUR'S natal day,
CHARITY'S perennial treat;
Thus I heard a Pauper say:â??
Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Never Bite A Married Woman On The Thigh

Never bite a married woman on the thigh oh my
Cause she just can't rub it off no matter how she'll try
And when she gets home at night her man will ask her why
Then she'll say it's just a birthmark or some other silly lie
Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein