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").

Two Viewpoints

OUT in the open, the wide sky above,And the green meadows stretched at my feet;Out in the open, midst scenes that I love,Where the rest hour is..

© Edgar Albert Guest

They'Re Coming Back

THEY 'RE coming home Thanksgiving Day,They 're coming back once more,And mother's smiles begin to playThe way they did beforeThe youngsters went..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Mother Natur

GOOD, kindly Mother Nature playsNo favorites, but smiles for allWho care to tread her pleasant waysAnd listen to the song birds' call.The tulips and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Joys Of Home

Curling smoke from a chimney low,And only a few more steps to go,Faces pressed at a window paneWatching for someone to come again,And I am the..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Tragedy Of Age

I HEARD an old man say today:'A young man gives me orders now,'A beardless youth gets better payAnd tells me what to do and how;While I have toiled..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Best Way To Read A Book

Best way to read a book I knowIs get a lad of six or so,And curl him up upon my kneeDeep in a big arm chair, where weCan catch the warmth of blazing..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Wait Till Your Pa Comes Home

'Wait till your Pa comes home!' Oh, dear!What a dreadful threat for a boy to hear.Yet never a boy of three or fourBut has heard it a thousand times..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Rather Stay Home

NEVER so happy as when I 'm at home,I 'm not so anxious to wander or roam;Rather sit down with the folks who love me,With somebody's youngster..

© Edgar Albert Guest

There Will Always Be Something To Do

There will always be something to do, my boy;There will always be wrongs to right;There will always be need for a manly breedAnd men unafraid to..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Fun Of Forgiving

Sometimes I'm almost glad to hear when I get home that they've been bad;And though I try to look severe, within my heart I'm really gladWhen mother..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Deeds Of Anger

I used to lose my temper an' git mad an' tear aroundAn' raise my voice so wimmin folks would tremble at the sound;I'd do things I was ashamed of when..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Things You Can'T Forget

They ain't much, seen from day to day-The big elm tree across the way,The church spire, an' the meetin' placeLit up by many a friendly face.You pass..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Gossip

A FELLOW can't help hearingHateful things about another,But a fellow can be carefulNot to tell them to his brother.Sit and listen, if you want..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Plugger

He isn't very brilliant and his pace is often slow,There's nothing very flashy in his style;He has to dig and labor for the things he wants to..

© Edgar Albert Guest

To A Kindly Critic

If it's wrong to believe in the land that we loveAnd to pray for Our Flag to the good God above;If it's wrong to believe that Our Country is..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Glory Of Age

'What is the glory of age?' I said,'A hoard of gold and a few dear friends?When you've reached the day that you look aheadAnd see the place where..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Too Big A Price

'They say my boy is bad,' she said to me,A tired old woman, thin and very frail.'They caught him robbing railroad cars, an' heMust spend from five to..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Loss Is Not So Great

It is better as it is: I have failed but I can sleep;Though the pit I now am in is very dark and deepI can walk to-morrow's streets and can meet..

© Edgar Albert Guest

What We Can Be

What We Can BeWe cannot all be men of fame,We cannot all be men of wealth,We cannot all be known by name,We cannot all have perfect health,We cannot..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Today

TODAY is mine. Tomorrow may not come.Next week, next year, I may not live to see;This hour I have. It is enough for meTo make by smiles, or mar by..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Undaunted

He tried to travel No Man's Land, that's guarded well with guns,He tried to race the road of death, where never a coward runs.Now he's asking of his..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Struggle

Life is a struggle for peace,A longing for rest,A hope for the battles to cease,A dream for the best;And he is not living who staysContented with..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Three Me's

I'd like to steal a day and beAll alone with little me,Little me that used to runEverywhere in search of fun;Little me of long agoWho was glad and..

© Edgar Albert Guest

The Toy-Strewn Home

Give me the house where the toys are strewn,Where the dolls are asleep in the chairs,Where the building blocks and the toy balloonAnd the soldiers..

© Edgar Albert Guest

Life's Single Standard

There are a thousand ways to cheat and a thousand ways to sin;There are ways uncounted to lose the game, but there's only one way to win;And whether..

© Edgar Albert Guest