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").
A Heart To Heart Talk
THEY tell me that I 'm spoiling you,I The neighbors say that you should beFor all the awful things you do,Laid face down over daddy's kneeAnd spanked..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Up And Down The Lanes Of Love
UP and down the lanes of love,With the bright blue skies above,And the grass beneath our feet,O, so green and O, so sweet!There we wandered boy and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Contented Man
I'VE had a heap of fun and I've had a heap of sorrow,I've had a heap of pleasure and I've had a heap of pain,But I 'm treading just as gayly, just as..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Don'T Worry, Little Girl
Don't worry, little girl,Don't you let one golden curlGet awry.Don't you ever let appearE'en the symbol of a tearIn your eye.For the world has need..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Joy
I never knew the joy of getting home,I never knew how fast a heart could beat;I never tasted joy,Till the day my little boyCame running up to meet me..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Children
The children bring us laughter, and the children bring us tears;They string our joys, like jewels bright, upon the thread of years;They bring the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
When We Understand The Plan
I reckon when the world we leaveAnd cease to smile and cease to grieve,When each of us shall quit the strifeAnd drop the working tools of..
© Edgar Albert Guest
I Ain'T Dead Yet
Time was I used to worry and I'd sit around an' sigh,And think with every ache I got that I was goin' to die,I'd see disaster comin' from a dozen..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Convalescin' Woman
A convalescin' woman does the strangest sort o' things,An' it's wonderful the courage that a little new strength brings;O, it's never safe to leave..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Couldn'T Live Without You
You're just a little fellow with a lot of funny ways,Just three-foot-six of mischief set with eyes that fairly blaze;You're always up to something..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Lamb Skin
It is not ornamental, the cost is not great,There are other things far more useful, yet truly I state,Though of all my possesions, there's none can..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The First Easter
Dead they left Him in the tombAnd the impenetrable gloom,Rolled the great stone to the door,Dead, they thought, forevermore.Then came Mary..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Show Me!
I would rather see a Mason, than hear one any day,I would rather one would walk with me than merely show the way.The eye's a better pupil and more..
© Edgar Albert Guest
America
God has been good to men. He gaveHis Only Son their souls to save,And then he made a second gift,Which from their dreary lives should liftThe..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Better Job
If I were running a factoryI'd stick up a sign for all to see,I'd print it large and I'd nail it highOn every wall that the men walked by,And I'd..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Woman's Love
There are times a woman's loveFer a man stands out, I guess,More ‘n usual, like as whenSickness comes or else distress;But I reckon that it..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Little Orphan
The crowded street his playground is, a patch of blue his sky;A puddle in a vacant lot his sea where ships pass by:Poor little orphan boy of five..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Selfishness
Search history, my boy, and seeWhat petty selfishness has done.Find if you can one victoryThat little minds have ever won.There is no record there to..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Princess Pat's
A touch of the plain and the prairie,A bit of the Motherland, too;A strain of the fur-trapper wary,A blend of the old and the new;A bit of the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Grandpa
My grandpa is the finest manExcep' my pa. My grandpa canMake kites an' carts an' lots of thingsYou pull along the ground with strings,And he knows..
© Edgar Albert Guest
House-Hunting
Time was when spring returned we wentTo find another home to rent;We wanted fresher, cleaner walls,And bigger rooms and wider halls,And open plumbing..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Homesick
It's tough when you are homesick in a strangeand distant place;It's anguish when you're hungry for anold-familiar face.And yearning for the good..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Out Of Doors
The kids are out-of-doors once more;The heavy leggins that they wore,The winter caps that covered earsAre put away, and no more tearsAre shed because..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Happy Slow Thinker
Full many a time a thought has comeThat had a bitter meaning in it.And in the conversation's humI lost it ere I could begin it.I've had it on my..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Duty
To do your little bit of toil,To play life's game with head erect;To stoop to nothing that would soilYour honor or your self-respect;To win what gold..
© Edgar Albert Guest