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Famous Chins Poems by Famous Poets

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...low, and white, and green,
Cool, and long, and quiet.
The little girls pick buttercups
And hold them under each other's chins.
"You're as gold as Grandfather's snuff-box.
You're going to be very rich, Minna."
"Oh-o-o! Then I'll ask my husband to give me a pair of 
garnet earrings
Just like Aunt Nancy's.
I wonder if he will.
I know. We'll tell fortunes.
That's what we'll do."
Plump down in the meadow grass,
Stella and Minna,
With their round yellow hats,
Like cheeses,
Beside t...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy



...nd pulled away each

Dandelion head, “Pee-the-bed! Pee-the bed!”

Rubbing the yellow dust into each other’s

Cheeks and chins as we kissed.





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The bluebells had died and on the other side

The nettle beds were filled with broken branches

White as bone, clouds were tags of wool, the

Night sky magenta sands with bands of gold

And bright stars beckoned and burned like

Ragged robins in a ditch and rich magnolias

In East End Park.





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I am alone in the dark

Reme...Read more of this...
by Tebb, Barry
...rthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them: some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnashed their teeth and howled; the wild birds shrieked,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And fl...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...de
That march, 
Stiff as starch, 
Foot to foot, 
Boot to boot, 
Blade to blade,
Button to button, 
Cheeks and chops and chins like mutton.
No! No! 
My rhymes must go 
Turn ’ee, twist ’ee,
Twinkling, frosty, 
Will-o’-the-wisp-like, misty; 
Rhymes I will make 
Like Keats and Blake 
And Christina Rossetti,
With run and ripple and shake. 
How pretty 
To take 
A merry little rhyme 
In a jolly little time
And poke it, 
And choke it, 
Change it, arrange it, 
Straight-lace it, deface...Read more of this...
by Graves, Robert
...a sleepyhead,
And the moonline creeping white on her pillow.
 I have seen their heads in the starlight
 And their proud chins marching in a mist of stars.

They are the only people I never lie to.
 I give them honest answers,
Answers shrewd as the circles of white on brown chestnuts....Read more of this...
by Sandburg, Carl



...g the bellied skins 
 Plump, and at the sealing the Youth's voice rose: 
Maidens clung in circle, on little fists their chins; 
 Gentle beasties through push'd a cold long nose. 
 God! of whom music 
 And song and blood are pure, 
 The day is never darken'd 
 That had thee here obscure. 

Foot to fire in snowtime we trimm'd the slender shaft: 
 Often down the pit spied the lean wolf's teeth 
Grin against his will, trapp'd by masterstrokes of craft; 
 Helpless in his froth-wra...Read more of this...
by Meredith, George
....
The cornhuskers wear leather on their hands.
There is no let-up to the wind.
Blue bandannas are knotted at the ruddy chins.

Falltime and winter apples take on the smolder of the five-o’clock November sunset: falltime, leaves, bonfires, stubble, the old things go, and the earth is grizzled.
The land and the people hold memories, even among the anthills and the angleworms, among the toads and woodroaches—among gravestone writings rubbed out by the rain—they keep old things ...Read more of this...
by Sandburg, Carl
...ll only catch it worse,
 For we'll make you soldiers yet!

The men that fought at Minden, they 'ad stocks beneath their chins,
 Six inch 'igh an' more;
But fatigue it was their pride, and they would not be denied
 To clean the cook-'ouse floor.

The men that fought at Minden, they had anarchistic bombs
 Served to 'em by name of 'and-grenades;
But they got it in the eye (same as you will by-an'-by)
 When they clubbed their field-parades.

The men that fought at Minden, they 'a...Read more of this...
by Kipling, Rudyard
...In the good old days when the Army's ways were simple and unrefined, 
With a stock to keep their chins in front, and a pigtail down behind, 
When the only light in the barracks at night was a candle of grease or fat, 
When they put the extinguisher on the light, they called it the Old Tin Hat. 
Now, a very great man is the C. in C., for he is the whole of the show -- 
The reins and the whip and the driver's hand that maketh the team to go -- 
But the ro...Read more of this...
by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...and all's so snug;
And there I sit in the big arm-chair,
And how they are eager and sweet and wise,
And they cup their chins in their hands and stare
At the heart of the flame with thoughtful eyes.

And then, as I read by the ruddy glow
And the little ones sit entranced and still . . .
He's drawing near, ah! I know, I know
He's listening too, as he always will.
He's there -- he's standing beside my knee;
I see him so well, my wee, wee son. . . .
Oh, children dear, don't look...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...lie in a loveless bed;
Better a loaf that's wet with tears
Than cold, unsalted bread."

Back of my back, they wag their chins,
Whinny and bleat and sigh;
But better a heart a-bloom with sins
Than hearts gone yellow and dry!...Read more of this...
by Parker, Dorothy
...the great canoe with pinions
Came, he said, a hundred warriors;
Painted white were all their faces
And with hair their chins were covered!
And the warriors and the women
Laughed and shouted in derision,
Like the ravens on the tree-tops,
Like the crows upon the hemlocks.
"Kaw!" they said, "what lies you tell us!
Do not think that we believe them!"
Only Hiawatha laughed not,
But he gravely spake and answered
To their jeering and their jesting:
"True is all Iagoo tells us;
I ha...Read more of this...
by Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth

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