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").
His Example
There are little eyes upon you, and they're watching night and day;There are little ears that quickly take in every word you say;There are little..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Pat On The Back
A PAT on the back is a wonderful thing,It gives a man courage to whistle and sing;When hope is departing, the outlook is grim,A pat on the back then..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Burden Bearer
Oh, my shoulders grow aweary of the burdens I am bearin',An' I grumble when I'm footsore at the rough road I am farin',But I strap my knapsack..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Mark Twain
MARK TWAIN is dead! No, no, that cannot be,Say rather Clemens knows life's mystery,Say rather Clemens has been called above,But Twain still lives for..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Mother Of Five
She mothered five!Night after night she watched a little bed,Night after night she cooled a fevered head,Day after day she guarded little feet,Taught..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Way To Make Friends
THE way to make friends is as easyAs breathing the fresh morning air;It isn't an art to be studiedAlone by the men who can spareThe time from their..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Comedian
Whatever the task and whatever the risk, whereverthe flag's in air,The funny man with his sunny ways is sure tobe laughing there.There are men who..
© Edgar Albert Guest
What Ma Said
When Pa came home last night he had a package in his hand,Now Ma,' said he, 'I've something here which you will say is grand.A friend of mine got..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Old Mister Laughter
Old Mister LaughterComes a-grinnin' down the way,Singin': 'Never mind your troubles,For they'll surely pass away.'Singin': 'Now the sun is shinin'An'..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Neil Snow
The whistle sounds! The game is o'er!We pay our tribute now with tearsInstead of smiling eyes and cheers.Neil Snow has crossed the line once..
© Edgar Albert Guest
♡ Autoplay
Father's in the woodshed,Cleaning forty fish;Mother's in the kitchen,Washing every dish;Sister's upstairs makingEvery bed we own;The company is on..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Birth Of Love
I REMEMBER the first tiny cry that she gaveAnd my heart felt a thrill that it never had known,And my face which a moment before had been graveWith..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Easter
OUT of the darkness and shadow of death,Out of the anguish that wells from the tomb,Into the splendor of spiritual breath,Now we have burst like a..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Sweetest Soul I Ever Knew
The sweetest soul I ever knewI Had suffered untold sorrow,Had wept full many a long night throughAnd feared the dark tomorrow.Oh! she had seen her..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Worry-Chaser
COME here to me, little lassie of three,And get in your place on your old daddy's knee,Put those chubby arms round where they nightly belongAnd cling..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Shut-Ins
We're gittin' so we need againTo see the sproutin' seed again.We've been shut up all winter longWithin our narrow rooms;We're sort o' shriveled up..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Fine
Isn't it fine when the day is done,And the petty battles are lost or won,When the gold is made and the ink is dried,To quit the struggle and turn..
© Edgar Albert Guest
When Friends Drop In
It may be I'm old-fashioned, but the times I like the bestAre not the splendid parties with the women gaily dressed,And the music tuned for dancing..
© Edgar Albert Guest
A Feller's Hat
It's funny 'bout a feller's hat-He can't remember where it's at,Or where he took it off, or when,The time he's wantin' it again.He knows just where..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Becoming A Dad
Old women say that men don't knowThe pain through which all mothers go,And maybe that is true, and yetI vow I never shall forgetThe night he came. I..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Call Of The Woods
I must get out to the woods again, to the whispering trees and the birdsawing,Away from the haunts of pale-faced men, to the spaces wide where..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Bride
Little lady at the altar,Vowing by God's book and psalterTo be faithful, fond and trueUnto him who stands by you,Think not that romance is ended,That..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Bread And Jam
I wish I was a poet like the men that write in booksThe poems that we have to learn on valleys, hills an' brooks;I'd write of things that children..
© Edgar Albert Guest
The Lonely Old Fellow
The roses are bedded for winter, the tulips are planted for spring;The robins and martins have left us; there are only the sparrows to sing.The..
© Edgar Albert Guest
Forgetful Pa
My Pa says that he used to beA bright boy in geography;An' when he went to school he knewThe rivers an' the mountains, too,An' all the capitals of..
© Edgar Albert Guest