Poemsd.........

 

 

 

"The Valley of Unrest" .. . . . . . . . . . .

By: Edgar Allan Poe .. . . . . . . . . . .

 

Once it smiled a silent dell .. . . . . . . . . . .

Where the people did not dwell; .. . . . . . . . . . .

They had gone unto the wars .. . . . . . . . . . .

Trusting to the mild-eyed stars, .. . . . . . . . . . .

Nightly from their azure towers, .. . . . . . . . . . .

To keep watch above the flowers, .. . . . . . . . . . .

In the midst of which all day .. . . . . . . . . . .

The red sun-light lazily lay. .. . . . . . . . . . .

Now each visitor shall confess .. . . . . . . . . . .

The sad valley of restlessness. .. . . . . . . . . . .

Nothing there is motionless- .. . . . . . . . . . .

Nothing save the airs that brood .. . . . . . . . . . .

Over the magic solitude .. . . . . . . . . . .

Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees .. . . . . . . . . . .

That palpitate like the chilling seas .. . . . . . . . . . .

Around the misty Hebrides! .. . . . . . . . . . .

Ah, by no wind those cluds are driven .. . . . . . . . . . .

Taht rustle through the unquiet Heaven .. . . . . . . . . . .

Uneasily, from morn til even, .. . . . . . . . . . .

Over the violets that there lie .. . . . . . . . . . .

In myriad types of the human eye- .. . . . . . . . . . .

Over the lillies there that wave .. . . . . . . . . . .

And weep above a nameless grave! .. . . . . . . . . . .

They wave: - from out their fragrant tops .. . . . . . . . . . .

Eternal dews come down in drops. .. . . . . . . . . . .

They weep: - from off their delicate stems .. . . . . . . . . . .

Perenial tears descend in gems. .. . . . . . . . . . .

 

 

"High Flight" .. . . . . . . . . . .

By: John Gillespie Magee .. . . . . . . . . . .

 

Oh, I have slipped the surely bonds of earth, .. . . .

And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings; .. . . .

Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth .. . . .

Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things... .. . . .

I've topped the wind-swepted heights with easy grace, .. . . .

Where never lark or even eagle flew; .. . . .

And while with silent, lifting mind I've trod. .. . . .

The high, untrespassed sanctity of space, .. . . .

Put out my hand, and touched the face of god. .. . . .

 

 

 

"Night".............................

By: Lois Weakley McKay..................

 

My kitten walks on velvet feet,..............

And makes no sound at all;..............

And in the doorway nightly sits,..............

To watch the darkness fall,..............

I think he loves the lady night,..............

And feels akin to her..............

Whose footsteps are as still as his,..............

Whos touch, as soft as fur...............

 

 

"Good Night"................ .....

By: Rose Fyleman.............. .....

 

The rabbits play no more,..............

The little brids are weary,..............

The buttercups are folded up-..............

Good night, good night, my dearie...............

The children in the country,..............

The children in the city,..............

Go to their beds with nodding heads-..............

Good night, good night, my pretty...............

 

 

"Irony".............. ..............

By: James O'Barr.............. .........

 

The tides of sin draw tighter and brighter.........

The hours become heavier and weighted.........

And the shadows smile, dark and wild.........

This is when hope and desire collapse,........

The arc of the dream descends into despair,........

When innocent lovers dance like angels on fire.........

This is when the night comes down,........

A hammer on an anvil.........

And the only absolution accepted,........

Is a legacy of brutality.........

A single note rings on and on and on.........

 

 

 

 

"Despair".....................

By: James O'Barr................

Here dwells a snake,..............

One thousand miles long..............

Coiled, one thousand miles deep...............

Eyes like candy..............

Hard and blue, but soft as kittens feet..............

Out of sight or in the element of light..............

It could be a devil, it could be and angel..............

With spiders inside a vision from hell..............

Its spine is a vertical scream..............

Slow as concrete..............

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