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").

Snowball

I made myself a snowballAs perfect as could be.I thought I'd keep it as a petAnd let it sleep with me.I made it some pajamasAnd a pillow for its..

© Shel Silverstein

Jimmy Jet And His Tv Set

I'll tell you the story of Jimmy Jet--And you know what I tell you is true.He loved to watch his TV setAlmost as much as you.He watched all day, he..

© Shel Silverstein

100,000 Pennies

I broke into the bank on Sunday,You should see the money I got.I couldn't drag it home 'til Monday,'Cause it sure weighed an awful lot.Then I sat..

© Shel Silverstein

Crowded Tub

There are too many kids in this tubThere are too many elbows to scrubI just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mineThere are too many kids in this..

© Shel Silverstein

Ations

If we meet and I say, 'Hi,'That's a salutation.If you ask me how I feel,That's a consideration.If we stop and talk a while,That's a conversation.If..

© Shel Silverstein

All The Time In The World

Lay downLet's explore this tenderness between usThere ain't no one around at all to see usAnd baby would you mindIf maybe you and ITook a little time..

© Shel Silverstein

25 Minutes To Go

They're buildin' the gallows outside my cell.I got 25 minutes to go.And in 25 minutes I'll be in Hell.I got 24 minutes to go.Well, they give me some..

© Shel Silverstein

A Light In The Attic

There's a light on in the attic.Thought the house is dark and shuttered,I can see a flickerin' flutter,And I know what it's about.There's a light on..

© Shel Silverstein

Smart

My dad gave me one dollar bill'Cause I'm his smartest son,And I swapped it for two shiny quarters'Cause two is more than one!And then I took the..

© Shel Silverstein

A Boy Named Sue

Well, my daddy left home when I was three,and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.Now I don't blame him..

© Shel Silverstein

The Giving Tree

Once there was a tree....and she loved a little boy.And everyday the boy would comeand he would gather her leavesand make them into crownsand play..

© Shel Silverstein

Where The Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk endsand before the street begins,and there the grass grows soft and white,and there the sun burns crimson..

© Shel Silverstein

New Hampshire

I met a lady from the South who said(You won't believe she said it, but she said it):'None of my family ever worked, or hadA thing to sell.' I don't..

© Robert Frost

The Pauper Witch of Grafton

NOW that they've got it settled whose I be,I'm going to tell them something they won't like:They've got it settled wrong, and I can prove..

© Robert Frost

The Generations of Men

A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come together. And those of the..

© Robert Frost

Riders

The surest thing there is is we are riders,And though none too successful at it, guiders,Through everything presented, land and tideAnd now the very..

© Robert Frost

I Will Sing You One-O

It was long I layAwake that nightWishing that nightWould name the hourAnd tell me whetherTo call it day(Though not yet light)And give up sleep.The..

© Robert Frost

The Witch of Coos

I staid the night for shelter at a farmBehind the mountains, with a mother and son,Two old-believers. They did all the talking.MOTHER Folks think a..

© Robert Frost

The Kitchen Chimney

Builder, in building the little house,In every way you may please yourself;But please please me in the kitchen chimney:Don't build me a chimney upon..

© Robert Frost

On a Tree Fallen Across the Road

(To hear us talk)The tree the tempest with a crash of woodThrows down in front of us is not barOur passage to our journey's end for good,But just to..

© Robert Frost

Wild Grapes

What tree may not the fig be gathered from? The grape may not be gathered from the birch?It's all you know the grape, or know the birch.As a girl..

© Robert Frost

The Egg and the Machine

He gave the solid rail a hateful kick.From far away there came an answering tickAnd then another tick. He knew the code:His hate had roused an engine..

© Robert Frost

A Winter Eden

A winter garden in an alder swamp,Where conies now come out to sun and romp,As near a paradise as it can beAnd not melt snow or start a dormant..

© Robert Frost

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..

© Robert Frost

An Empty Threat

I stay;But it isn't as ifThere wasn't always Hudson's BayAnd the fur trade,A small skiffAnd a paddle blade.I can just see my tent pegged,And me on..

© Robert Frost