Dictionary Poems

MY head knocks against the stars.My feet are on the hilltops.My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.I have been to hell and back many times.I know all about heaven, for I have talked with … Continued

The robin is the oneThat interrupts the mornWith hurried, few, express reportsWhen March is scarcely on. The robin is the oneThat overflows the noonWith her cherubic quantity,An April but begun. The robin is the oneThat speechless from her nestSubmits that home and certaintyAnd sanctity are best. – THE ROBIN – The robin is the one … Continued

Two butterflies went out at noonAnd waltzed above a stream,Then stepped straight through the firmamentAnd rested on a beam; And then together bore awayUpon a shining sea, —Though never yet, in any port,Their coming mentioned be. If spoken by the distant bird,If met in ether seaBy frigate or by merchantman,Report was not to me. – … Continued

To lose one’s faith surpasses The loss of an estate,Because estates can be Replenished, — faith cannot. Inherited with life, Belief but once can be;Annihilate a single clause, And Being’s beggary. – LOST FAITH – To lose one’s faith surpasses by Emily Dickinson

Bring me the sunset in a cup,Reckon the morning’s flagons up, And say how many dew;Tell me how far the morning leaps,Tell me what time the weaver sleeps Who spun the breadths of blue! Write me how many notes there beIn the new robin’s ecstasy Among astonished boughs;How many trips the tortoise makes,How many cups … Continued

Take bread away from me, if you wish,take air away, butdo not take from me your laughter. Do not take away the rose,the lance flower that you pluck,the water that suddenlybursts forth in joy,the sudden waveof silver born in you. My struggle is harsh and I come backwith eyes tiredat times from having seenthe unchanging … Continued

I thought of Thee, my partner and my guide, As being past away.–Vain sympathies! For, backward, Duddon! as I cast my eyes, I see what was, and is, and will abide; Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide; The Form remains, the Function never dies; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the … Continued

THE child’s wonderAt the old moonComes back nightly.She points her fingerTo the far silent yellow thingShining through the branchesFiltering on the leaves a golden sand,Crying with her little tongue, See the moon!And in her bed fading to sleepWith babblings of the moon on her little mouth. – CHILD MOON by Carl Sandburg

I said, I’ll take the T-bone steak.A soft voice mooed, Oh wow.And I looked up and realizedThe waitress was a cow.I cried, Mistake–forget the the steak.I’ll take the chicken then.I heard a cluck–’twas just my luckThe busboy was a hen.I said, Okay no, fowl today.I’ll have the seafood dish.Then I saw through the kitchen doorThe … Continued

My love, we will go, we will go, I and you,And away in the woods we will scatter the dew;And the salmon behold, and the ousel too,My love, we will hear, I and you, we will hear,The calling afar of the doe and the deer.And the bird in the branches will cry for us clear,And … Continued