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 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
Friends
Ain't it fine when things are goingTopsy-turvy and askewTo discover someone showingGood old-fashioned faith in you?Ain't it good when life seems..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Important Thing
He was playing in the garden when we called him in for tea,But he didn't seem to hear us, so I went out there to seeWhat the little rogue was up to..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Daddies
I would rather be the daddyOf a romping, roguish crew,Of a bright-eyed chubby laddieAnd a little girl or two,Than the monarch of a nationIn his high..
© Edgar Albert Guest
To The Humble
If all the flowers were roses,If never daisies grew,If no old-fashioned posiesDrank in the morning dew,Then man might have some reasonTo whimper and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Curly Locks
Curly locks, what do you know of the world,And what do your brown eyes see?Has your baby mind been able to findOne thread of the mystery?Do you know..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Reward
Don't want medals on my breast,Don't want all the glory,I'm not worrying greatly lestThe world won't hear my story.A chance to dream beside a..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Few
The easy roads are crowdedAnd the level roads are jammed;The pleasant little riversWith the drifting folks are crammed.But off yonder where it's..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Fishing Nooks
'Men will grow weary,' said the Lord,'Of working for their bed and board.They'll weary of the money chaseAnd want to find a resting placeWhere hum of..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Preparedness
Right must not live in idleness,Nor dwell in smug content;It must be strong, against the throngOf foes, on evil bent.Justice must not a weakling..
© Edgar Albert Guest
My Paw Said So
Foxes can talk if you know how to listen,My Paw said so.Owls have big eyes that sparkle an' glisten,My Paw said so.Bears can turn flip-flaps an'..
© Edgar Albert Guest