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").
Little Master Mischievous
Little Master Mischievous, that's the name for you;There's no better title that describes the things you do:Into something all the while where you..
© Edgar Albert Guest
An Easy World
It's an easy world to live in if you choose to make it so;You never need to suffer, save the griefs that all must know;If you'll stay upon the level..
© Edgar Albert Guest
About Boys
Show me the boy who never threwA stone at someone's cat;Or never hurled a snowball swiftAt someone's high silk hat.Who never ran away from school,To..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Songs Of Rejoicing
Songs of rejoicin',Of love and of cheer,Are the songs that I'm yearnin' forYear after year.The songs about childrenWho laugh in their gleeAre the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
At The Door
He wiped his shoes before his door,But ere he entered he did more;'Twas not enough to cleanse his feetOf dirt they'd gathered in the street;He stood..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Greatness
We can be great by helping one another;We can be loved for very simple deeds;Who has the grateful mention of a brotherHas really all the honor that..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Ma And The Auto
Before we take an auto ride Pa says to Ma: 'My dear,Now just remember I don't need suggestions from the rear.If you will just sit still back there..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Baby's Got A Tooth
The telephone rang in my office to-day,as it often has tinkled before.I turned in my chair in a half-grouchy way,for a telephone call is a bore;And I..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Challenge
Life is a challenge to the bold,It flings its gauntlet downAnd bids us, if we seek for goldAnd glory and renown,To come and take them from its..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Failures
'Tis better to have tried in vain,Sincerely striving for a goal,Than to have lived upon the plainAn idle and a timid soul.'Tis better to have fought..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Manhood's Greeting
I've' felt some little thrills of pride, I've inwardly rejoicedAlong the pleasant lanes of life to hear my praises voiced;No great distinction have I..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Growing Down
Time was I thought of growing up,But that was ere the babies came;I'd dream and plan to be a manAnd win my share of wealth and fame,For age held all..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Departed Friends
The dead friends live and always will;Their presence hovers round us still.It seems to me they come to shareEach joy or sorrow that we bear.Among the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Constant Beauty
It's good to have the trees again, the singing of the breeze again,It's good to see the lilacs bloom as lovely as of old.It's good that we can feel..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Since Jessie Died
We understand a lot of things we never did before,And it seems that to each other Ma and I are meaning more.I don't know how to say it, but since..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Understanding
When I was young and frivolous and never stopped to think,When I was always doing wrong, or just upon the brink;When I was just a lad of seven and..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Price Of Joy
You don't begrudge the labor when the roses start to bloom;You don't recall the dreary days that won you their perfume;You don't recall a single..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Happiest Days
You do not know it, little man,In your summer coat of tanAnd your legs bereft of hoseAnd your peeling, sunburned nose,With a stone bruise on your..
© Edgar Albert Guest
When Pa Counts
Pa's not so very big or brave; he can't lift weights like Uncle Jim;His hands are soft like little girls'; most anyone could wallop him.Ma weighs a..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Mother's Question
When I was a boy, and it chanced to rain,Mother would always watch for me;She used to stand by the window pane,Worried and troubled as she could..
© Edgar Albert Guest
As It Is
I might wish the world were better,I might sit around and sighFor a water that is wetterAnd a bluer sort of sky.There are times I think the..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Reflection
You have given me riches and ease,You have given me joys through the years,I have sat in the shade of your trees,With the song of your birds in my..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Life's Slacker
The saddest sort of death to dieWould be to quit the game called lifeAnd know, beneath the gentle sky,You'd lived a slacker in the strife.That..
© Edgar Albert Guest
It's A Boy
The doctor leads a busy life, he wages war with death;Long hours he spends to help the one who's fighting hard for breath;He cannot call his time his..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Friendly Greeting
Oh, we have friends in England, and we have friends in France,And should we have to travel there through some strange circumstance,Undaunted we..
© Edgar Albert Guest