KITCHEN POEMS

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A Servant To Servants

I didn't make you know how glad I was
To have you come and camp here on our land.
I promised myself to get down some day
And see the way you lived, but I don't know!
.....
Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Iam A Poet

Iam a poet
i have been writing for a while
for both the black and white,
of late none of my literature
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
Haiku

winter chilly rains
in the kitchen warm and cosy
need herbs from garden.

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Salma Hatim

Salma Hatim
Grandson

Act like them, you won’t make it
Appreciate their era, for who you are today
Griddles’ threaten your health, forgiveness heals
10 million budget function is nothing, for they are not alive
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Marco Babu

Marco Babu
Million Man March Poem

The night has been long,
The wound has been deep,
The pit has been dark,
And the walls have been steep.
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
The Last Lonely Night

She was lonely that night,
Thinking about the misery of her life.
She was most probably right
About her having the worst life
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Fihaal

Fihaal
The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
The Tripodal Firestones

Women! You are like our tripodal Firestones
Blackened by service; confined within
The ashen heat of your masters,
Burning with broken promises and matrimonial taboos
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Dauda Tholley

Dauda Tholley
Men

When I was young, I used to
Watch behind the curtains
As men walked up and down the street. Wino men, old men.
Young men sharp as mustard.
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
Cinderella

A lonely child with toil oâ??ertaxed,
Sits Cinderella by the fire;
Her limbs in weariness relaxed,
And in her eyes a sad desire.
.....
Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Absalom And Achitophel

In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin,
Before polygamy was made a sin;
When man, on many, multipli'd his kind,
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'd:
.....
John Dryden

John Dryden
Found Out

"NEVER again,' said Mrs. Green, as she swayed in her rocking chair,
'Never again will I think one house big enough for two to share;
Never again will I go away with another family,
I've had a month of that game this year, and once is enough for me.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
I, Too

I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
I Will Make You Brooches

I will make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace fit for you and me
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.
.....
Robert Louis Stevenson

Robert Louis Stevenson
Gone With A Handsomer Man.

JOHN:

I've worked in the field all day, a-plowin' the "stony streak;"
I've scolded my team till I'm hoarse; I've tramped till my legs are weak;
.....

Will Carleton
Next Time

I'll know the names of all of the birds
and flowers, and not only that, I'll
tell you the name of the piano player
I'm hearing right now on the kitchen
.....

Joyce Sutphen
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin

A Child's Story

Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
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Robert Browning

Robert Browning
The Naughty Day

I've had a naughty day to-day.
I scrunched a biscuit in my hair,
And dipped my feeder in the milk,
And spread my rusk upon a chair.
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Fay Inchfawn
Sestina

September rain falls on the house.
In the failing light, the old grandmother
sits in the kitchen with the child
beside the Little Marvel Stove,
.....

Elizabeth Bishop
The Cremona Violin

Part First

Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door.
A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Put Something In

Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-grumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
The Cremona Violin: Part 01

Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door.
A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind
Swirled through the trees, and scattered leaves before
Her on the clean, flagged path. The sky behind
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Plastic

Oh a little bitty termite you know he come knockin' knockin' on my front door
Well he walked right in sat right down started chewin' on the kitchen floor
You know he chewed out the walls and the ceilings and the halls Lord knows he tried
But he kept gettin' thinner and he never got no dinner and finally he sat up and cried
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Maud Muller

Maud Muller on a summer's day
Raked the meadow sweet with hay.

Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Cinderella

I guess you think you know this story.
You don't. The real one's much more gory.
The phoney one, the one you know,
Was cooked up years and years ago,
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Roald Dahl
Signs Of The Times

Air a-gittin' cool an' coolah,
Frost a-comin' in de night,
Hicka' nuts an' wa'nuts fallin',
Possum keepin' out o' sight.
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Paul Laurence Dunbar

Paul Laurence Dunbar
Mothers

the last time i was home
to see my mother we kissed
exchanged pleasantries
and unpleasantries pulled a warm
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Nikki Giovanni
The Catch

You take me to the restaurant where one
plays God over a fish tank. The fat trout
pace their green cage, waiting to be taken
out of an element. Who knows what they know?
.....

Erica Jong
Marriage

Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
Don't take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
.....

Gregory Corso
Pockets

Are generally over or around
Erogenous zones, they seem to dive
In the direction of those

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Howard Nemerov
A Tale Of Two Cities

Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles
On his byles;
Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow
Come and go;
.....
Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
White Christmas

My folks think I'm a serving maid
Each time I visit home;
They do not dream I ply a trade
As old as Greece or Rome;
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Closings

1

"Always Be Closing," Liam told usâ??
abc of real estate, used cars,
.....

Donald Hall
The Three Bares

Ma tried to wash her garden slacks but couldn't get 'em clean
And so she thought she'd soak 'em in a bucket o' benzine.
It worked all right. She wrung 'em out then wondered what she'd do
With all that bucket load of high explosive residue.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
Staying At Ed's Place

I like being in your apartment, and not disturbing anything.
As in the woods I wouldn't want to move a tree,
or change the play of sun and shadow on the ground.

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May Swenson
The Housekeeper

I let myself in at the kitchen door.
“It's you,” she said. “I can't get up. Forgive me
Not answering your knock. I can no more
Let people in than I can keep them out.
.....
Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Home Burial

He saw her from the bottom of the stairs
Before she saw him. She was starting down,
Looking back over her shoulder at some fear.
She took a doubtful step and then undid it
.....
Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Demoniac Of Gadara

A GADARENE.
He hath escaped, hath plucked his chains asunder,
And broken his fetters; always night and day
Is in the mountains here, and in the tombs,
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Little Orphant Annie

Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board an' keep;
.....

James Whitcomb Riley
The Hag Of Beare

It is of Corca Dubhne she was, and she had her youth seven times over, and every man that had lived with her died of old age, and her grandsons and great-grandsons were tribes and races. And through a hundred years she wore upon her head the veil Cuimire had blessed. Then age and weakness came upon her and it is what she said:

Ebb-tide to me as to the sea; old age brings me reproach; I used to wear a shift that was always new; to-day, I have not even a cast one.

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Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory
The Sea-cat

It's not for us to understand
How life on earth began to be,
How forms that lived within the sea
Should leave the water for the land;
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E. J. Pratt

E. J. Pratt
Guenevere

I was a queen, and I have lost my crown;
A wife, and I have broken all my vows;
A lover, and I ruined him I loved:-
There is no other havoc left to do.
.....

Sara Teasdale
Ode To W. Kitchener, M.d.

Author of
The Cook's Oracle, Observations on Vocal Music, The Art of Invigorating and Prolonging Life, Practical Observations on Telescopes, Opera-Glasses, and Spectacles, The Housekeeper's Ledger
and
The Pleasure of Making a Will.
.....
Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Rosemary

For the sake of some things
That be now no more
I will strew rushes
On my chamber-floor,
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Ode To Maize

America, from a grain
of maize you grew
to crown
with spacious lands
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
Inebriety

The mighty spirit, and its power, which stains
The bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,
I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries true,
The jovial curate, and the shrill-tongued shrew;
.....
George Crabbe

George Crabbe
The Ghost

'BEES of old Spanish wine
Pipe at this Inn to-night,
Music and candleshine
Fill the dim chambers . . . .
.....

Kenneth Slessor
Prof Vere De Blaw

Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote
Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note,
Our old friend Casey innovated somewhat round the place,
In hopes he would ameliorate the sufferin's uv the race;
.....
Eugene Field

Eugene Field
The Code-heroics

There were three in the meadow by the brook,
Gathering up windrows, piling haycocks up,
With an eye always lifted toward the west,
Where an irregular, sun-bordered cloud
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Litany

You are the bread and the knife,
The crystal goblet and the wine...
-Jacques Crickillon

.....

Billy Collins