Dictionary Poems

With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh, Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed; Some lying fast at anchor in the road, Some veering up and down, one knew not why. A goodly vessel did I then espy Come like a giant from a haven broad; And lustily along the bay she … Continued

Oh, yet we trust that somehow good ; ; ;Will be the final end of ill, ; ; ;To pangs of nature, sins of will,Defects of doubt, and taints of blood;That nothing walks with aimless feet; ; ; ;That not one life shall be destroy’d, ; ; ;Or cast as rubbish to the void,When God … Continued

The night before I left MilanA mob jammed the Cathedral Square,And high the tide of passion ranAs politics befouled the air.A seething hell of human strife,I shrank back from its evil core,Seeing in this convulsive lifeThe living seeds of war. To Barcelona then I came,And oh the heavenly release!From conflict and consuming flameI knew the … Continued

Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,Upward to heaven, whence, vaguely form’d, altogether changed, and yet the same,I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,And all that in them without me were seeds only, latent, unborn;And forever, by day and night, I give back life to my … Continued

Overnight, veryWhitely, discreetly,Very quietly Our toes, our nosesTake hold on the loam,Acquire the air. Nobody sees us,Stops us, betrays us;The small grains make room. Soft fists insist onHeaving the needles,The leafy bedding, Even the paving.Our hammers, our rams,Earless and eyeless, Perfectly voiceless,Widen the crannies,Shoulder through holes. We Diet on water,On crumbs of shadow,Bland-mannered, asking Little … Continued

I never thought that Bill could say A proper prayer;‘Twas more in his hard-bitten way To cuss and swear;Yet came the night when Baby Ted Was bitter ill,I tip-toed to his tiny bed, And there was Bill. Aye, down upon his bended knees I heard him cry:O God, don’t take my kiddy, please! Don’t let … Continued

Of Equality–as if it harm’d me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself–as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. – Thought by Walt Whitman

When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry Weep! weep! weep! weep! So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There’s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curled like a lamb’s back, was shaved; so I said, Hush, … Continued

O SWEET everlasting Voices, be still;Go to the guards of the heavenly foldAnd bid them wander obeying your will,Flame under flame, till Time be no more;Have you not heard that our hearts are old,That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?O sweet everlasting Voices, be still. … Continued

It dropped so low in my regard I heard it hit the ground,And go to pieces on the stones At bottom of my mind; Yet blamed the fate that fractured, less Than I reviled myselfFor entertaining plated wares Upon my silver shelf. – DISENCHANTMENT – It dropped so low in my regard by Emily Dickinson