Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Gift of a Pet
A quiet purr, a joyful bark,They light the days and warm the dark.They teach us patience, love, and care,A friend who’s always truly there.So let us..
© National Pet Day
National Pet Day
From morning walks to evening rest,Our pets give love and do their best.Through every laugh, through every tear,Their faithful hearts are always..
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A Friend for Life
Soft paws or gentle wings,Joy that every pet day brings.Fur or feathers, scales or fin,Love they give will never dim.A wagging tail, a happy purr,A..
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Sonnet
Methinks ofttimes my heart is like some beeThat goes forth through the summer day and sings,And gathers honey from all growing thingsIn garden plot..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Songs Of A Country Home
IWho has not felt his heart leap up, and glowWhat time the tulips first begin to blow,Has one sweet joy, still left for him to know.It is like early..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Song Of The Wheelman
Over my desk in a dark office bending.Dim seems the sunlight and dull seems the day;But when the afternoon draws toward an ending,Here waits my steel..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Song Of The Spirit
Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongueIn phrases unwritten and measures unsung,As deep and as strange as the sounds of the sea,Is the song..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Song Of The Rail
Oh, an ugly thing is an iron rail,Black, with its face to the dust.But it carries a message where winged things fail;It crosses the mountains, and..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Song Of The Aviator
You may thrill with the speed of your thoroughbred steed,You may laugh with delight as you ride the ocean,You may rush afar in your touring..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Song Of America
And now, when poets are singingTheir songs of olden days,And now, when the land is ringingWith sweet Centennial lays,My muse goes wandering..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Solitude
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
So Long In Coming
When shall I hear the thrushes sing,And see their graceful, round throats swelling?When shall I watch the bluebirds bringThe straws and twiglets for..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Smoke
Last summer, lazing by the sea,I met a most entrancing creature,Her black eyes quite bewildered me---She had a Spanish cast of feature.She often..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Smiles
Smile a little, smile a little,As you go along,Not alone when life is pleasant,But when things go wrong.Care delights to see you frowning,Loves to..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Slain
Hollow a grave where the willows wave,And lay him under the grasses,Where the pitying breeze bloweth up from the seas,And murmurs a chant as it..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sing To Me
Sing to me! Something of sunlight and bloom,I am so compassed with sorrow and gloom,I am so sick with the world’s noisse and strife, -Sing of the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sign-Board
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,And hang it above your door;A truer and better signboardThan ever you had before.I will paint with the skill of a..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Show Me The Way
Show me the way that leads to the true life.I do not care what tempests may assail me,I shall be given courage for the strife;I know my strength will..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Shovel And Tongs
The Poker proposed to the shovelThat they should be man and wife,'I think,' said he, 'that we could agreeAs we journey along through life.'The Shovel..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Settle The Question Right
However the battle is ended,Though proudly the victor comes,With flaunting flags and neighing nagsAnd echoing roll of drums;Still truth proclaims..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sestina
I wandered o'er the vast green plains of youth,And searched for Pleasure. On a distant heightFame's silhouette stood sharp against the skies.Beyond..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Seeking For Happiness
Seeking for happiness we must go slowly;The road leads not down avenues of haste;But often gently winds through by ways lowly,Whose hidden pleasures..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Searching
These quiet Autumn days,My soul, like Noah's dove, on airy wingsGoes out and searches for the hidden thingsBeyond the hills of haze.With mournful..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Science
Alone I climb the steep ascending pathWhich leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngsThat hurry after, shouting to the worldSmall fragments of..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Robin's Mistake
What do you think Red RobinFound by a mow of hay?Why, a flask brimful of liquor,That the mowers brought that dayTo slake their thirst in the..
© Ella Wheeler Wilcox