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").

Bob White

Out near the links where I go to playMy favorite game from day to day,There's a friend of mine that I've never metWalked with or broken bread with..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Committee Meetings

For this and that and various thingsIt seems that men must get together,To purchase cups or diamond ringsOr to discuss the price of leather.From nine..

© Edgar Albert Guest

History Teaches

CAESAR did a few things,Horace wrote in style,Good old Plato knew thingsVery much worth while.Famous AristotleHad the master's touch;Blow this in..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Out Of It All

Out of it all shall come splendor and gladness;Out of the madness and out of the sadness,Clearer and finer the world shall arise.Why then keep sorrow..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Little Girls Are Best

Little girls are mighty nice,Take 'em any way they come;They are always worth their price;Life without 'em would be glum;Run earth's lists of..

© Edgar Albert Guest

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