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 Perfect Dinner Table

A table cloth that's slightly soiledWhere greasy little hands have toiled;The napkins kept in silver rings,And only ordinary thingsFrom which to eat..

© Edgar Albert Guest

A Wish

I'd like to be a boy again, a care-free prince of joy again,I'd like to tread the hills and dales the way I used to do;I'd like the tattered shirt..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Warriors

We all are warriors with sin. Crusading knights,we come to earthWith spotless plumes and shining shields to joustwith foes and prove our worth.The..

© Edgar Albert Guest

We'Ve Had A Letter From The Boy

We've had a letter from the boy,And oh, the gladness and the joyIt brought to us! We read it o'erI'd say a dozen times or more.We laughed until the..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Defeat

No one is beat till he quits,No one is through till he stops,No matter how hard Failure hits,No matter how often he drops,A fellow's not down till he..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Finer Thought

How fine it is at night to say:'I have not wronged a soul to-day.I have not by a word or deed,In any breast sowed anger's seed,Or caused a fellow..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Peaceful Warriors

Let others sing their songs of warAnd chant their hymns of splendid death,Let others praise the soldiers' waysAnd hail the cannon's flaming..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Spring In The Trenches

It's coming time for planting in that little patch of ground,Where the lad and I made merry as he followed me around;The sun is getting higher, and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Treasures

Some folks I know, when friends drop inTo visit for awhile and chin,Just lead them round the rooms and hallsAnd show them pictures on their walls,And..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Mother's Day

Let every day be Mother's Day!Make roses grow along her wayAnd beauty everywhere.Oh, never let her eyes be wetWith tears of sorrow or regret,And..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Broken Drum

There is sorrow in the household;There's a grief too hard to bear;There's a little cheek that's tear-stainedThere's a sobbing baby there.And try how..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Ready Artists

The green is in the meadow and the blue is in the sky,And all of Nature's artists have their colors handy by;With a few days bright with sunshine and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

No Place To Go

The happiest nightsI ever knowAre those when I'veNo place to go,And the missus saysWhen the day is through:'To-night we haven'tA thing to do.'Oh, the..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Mother On The Sidewalk

The mother on the sidewalk as the troops are marching byIs the mother of Old Glory that is waving in the sky.Men have fought to keep it splendid, men..

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If You Would Please Me

If you would please me when I've passed awayLet not your grief embitter you. Be brave;Turn with full courage from my mounded graveAnd smile upon the..

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Mothers And Wives

Mothers and wives, 'tis the call to armsThat the bugler yonder prepares to sound;We stand on the brink of war's alarmsAnd your men may lie on a..

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Grace At Evening

For all the beauties of the day,The innocence of childhood's play,For health and strength and laughter sweet,Dear Lord, our thanks we now repeat.For..

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Reflection

You have given me riches and ease,You have given me joys through the years,I have sat in the shade of your trees,With the song of your birds in my..

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My Part

I may never be a hero, I am past the limit now,There are pencil marks of silver Time has left upon my brow;I shall win no service medals, I shall..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Compensation

I'd like to think when life is doneThat I had filled a needed post.That here and there I'd paid my fareWith more than idle talk and boast;That I had..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Bread And Gravy

There's a heap o' satisfaction in a chunk o' pumpkin pie,An' I'm always glad I'm livin' when the cake is passin' by;An' I guess at every meal-time..

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Playing The Game

When the umpire calls you out,It's no use to stamp and shout,Wildly kicking dust about—Play the game!And though his decision mayEnd your chances for..

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The Family Doctor

I've tried the high-toned specialists, who doctor folks to-day;I've heard the throat man whisper low 'Come on now let us spray';I've sat in fancy..

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When The Young Are Grown

Once the house was lovely, but it's lonely here to-day,For time has come an' stained its walls an' called the young away;An' all that's left for..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Living

The miser thinks he's living when he's hoarding up his gold;The soldier calls it living when he's doing something bold;The sailor thinks it living to..

© Edgar Albert Guest