#AmericanWriters #PoemsOfPower
How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-t… And in the pallor that succeeds it… The quivering lid of an averted ey… The smile that proves the parent t…
Be careful what rubbish you toss i… On outgoing billows it drifts from… But back on the incoming waves it… And land at your threshold again b… Be careful what rubbish you toss i…
Love is enough. Let us not ask f… Wealth breeds false aims, and prid… In those serene, Arcadian days of… Men gave no thought to princely ho… The gods who dwelt on fair Olympi…
I was smoking a cigarette; Maud, my wife, and the tenor McKe… Were singing together a blithe due… And days it were better I should… Came suddenly back to me,
The devil to Bacchus said, one da… In a scowling, growling, petulant… As he came from earth to hell: ‘There’s a soul above that I cann… And I’ve struggled long and well;
All through the Castle of High-br… Where the chief employment was do-… Spread consternation and wild desp… The queen was wringing her hands a… The maids of honor were sad and so…
I poured out a tumbler of Claret, Of course with intention to drink, And, holding it up in the sunlight… I paused for a moment to think. I really can’t tell you what made…
Show me the way that leads to the… I do not care what tempests may as… I shall be given courage for the s… I know my strength will not desert… I know that I shall conquer in th…
She waited in a rose-hued room; A wanton-hearted creature she, But beautiful and bright to see As some great orchid just in bloom… Upon wide cushions stretched at ea…
They say the world is round, and y… I often think it square, So many little hurts we get From corners here and there. But one great truth in life I’ve…
The uses of sorrow I comprehend Better and better at each year’s e… Deeper and deeper I seem to see Why and wherefore it has to be. Only after the dark, wet days
With care, and skill, and cunning… She parried Time’s malicious dart… And kept the years at bay, Till passion entered in her heart And aged her in a day!
Oh! we love all the French, and w… As along through France we go. But the moments to us that are kee… Are the ones when our khaki boys w… Stalwart and handsome and trim and…
Be not dismayed, be not dismayed w… Sets its white seal upon some wors… Poor human nature for a little spa… Must suffer anguish, when that las… Leaves such long silence; but let…
Little by little and one by one, Out of the ether, were worlds crea… Star and planet and sea and sun, All in the nebulous Nothing waite… Till the Nameless One Who has ma…