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Famous Ginger Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Ginger poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous ginger poems. These examples illustrate what a famous ginger poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Paterson, Andrew Barton, soiling 
Wheels and axles, too, 
Lays the whip on Spot and Banker, 
Rouses Tarboy with a flanker -- 
"Redman! Ginger! Heave there! Yank her 
Wade in, Dandaloo!"...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...nside me coat and "carried on" once more.
But the rumpus it was wicked, and the men were scarcer yet,
And I felt me ginger goin', but me jaws I kindo set,
And we passed the Boche first trenches, which was 'eapin' 'igh with dead,
And we started for their second, which was fifty feet ahead;
When something like a 'ammer smashed me savage on the knee,
And down I came all muck and blood: Says I: "That's number three."

So there I lay all 'elpless like, and bloody sick at t...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...iving down by Wexford-street and up a winder goes, 
A girl sticks out 'er 'ead and looks at me, 
An all-right tart with ginger 'air, and freckles on 'er nose; 
I stops the cart and walks across to see. 
"There ain't no bottles 'ere," says she, "since father took the pledge," 
"No bottles 'ere," says I, "I'd like to know 
What right 'ave you to stick your 'ead outside the winder ledge, 
If you 'aven't got no Empty Bottle-O!" 
I sometimes gives the 'orse a spell, and then t...Read More

by Clare, John
...ristmass gifts of comers round

'The wooden horse wi arching head
Drawn upon wheels around the room
The gilded coach of ginger bread
And many colord sugar plumb
Gilt coverd books for pictures sought
Or storys childhood loves to tell
Wi many a urgent promise bought
To get tomorrows lesson well

And many a thing a minutes sport
Left broken on the sanded floor
When we woud leave our play and court
Our parents promises for more
Tho manhood bids such raptures dye
And throws such t...Read More

by Kipling, Rudyard

'E rushes at the smoke when we let drive,
 An', before we know, 'e's 'ackin' at our 'ead;
'E's all 'ot sand an' ginger when alive,
 An' 'e's generally shammin' when 'e's dead.
'E's a daisy, 'e's a ducky, 'e's a lamb!
 'E's a injia-rubber idiot on the spree,
'E's the on'y thing that doesn't give a damn
 For a Regiment o' British Infantree!
 So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;
 You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man;
 A...Read More

by Lear, Edward
...akes and lotion, 
And chocolate shrimps from the mill. 

He reads, but he does not speak, Spanish, 
He cannot abide ginger beer; 
Ere the days of his pilgrimage vanish, 
How pleasant to know Mr. Lear!...Read More

by Sexton, Anne
...Rockport with a hat on for the sun, 
and Barbara drew a line drawing. 
We were, at that moment, drinking vodka 
and ginger beer and there was a chill in the air, 
although it was July, and she gave me her sweater 
to bundle up in. The next summer Skeezix tied 
strings in that hat when we were fishing in Maine. 
(It had gone into the lake twice.) 
Of such moments is happiness made. 

Forgive us, Father, for we know not. 

Once upon a time we were all bo...Read More

by Atwood, Margaret
and you had to baby-sit.
You took a large scoop of vanilla ice-cream
and filled up the glass with grapejuice
and ginger ale, and put on Glenn Miller
with his big-band sound,
and lit a cigarette and blew the smoke up the chimney,
and cried for a while because you were not dancing,
and then danced, by yourself, your mouth circled with purple.
Now, forty years later, things have changed,
and it's baby lima beans.
It's necessary to reserve a secret vice.
This i...Read More

by Eliot, T S (Thomas Stearns)
...m in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.<...Read More

by Trumbull, John
...r Styx of old,
The Trojan stole the bough of gold,
And least grim Cerb'rus should make head,
Stuff'd both his fobs with ginger-bread:
Behold, at Britain's utmost shifts,
Comes Johnstone loaded with like gifts,
To venture through the whiggish tribe,
To cuddle, wheedle, coax and bribe:
And call, to aid his desp'rate mission,
His petticoated politician,
While Venus, join'd to act the farce,
Strolls forth embassadress for Mars.
In vain he strives, for while he lingers,
These ...Read More

by Service, Robert William
...Again with eagerness he came
 To gulp and flee.
The third day I mixed up a cross
Of mustard and tobasco sauce,
 And ginger too,
Well spiced with pepper of cayenne,
Topped it with treacled mush, and then
 Set out the brew.

He was a huge and husky chap;
I saw him shamble to the trap,
 The dawn was dim.
He squatted down on his behind,
And through the cheese-cloth window-blind
 I peeked at him.
I never saw a bear so glad;
A look of joy seraphic had
 His visage br...Read More

by Service, Robert William hard-boiled here: "Willie."

Now he has long forgot the War,
The which he did a lot to win,
And feeling full of ginger for
He's happy Pop of cherubs twin.
Yet with his air: "Don't care a damn,"
On Main Street he's my hero still . . .
As proud he wheels a double pram
What guy has got the guts of Bill!...Read More

by Brautigan, Richard

A Spoonful Pudding

Take a spoonful of flour, a spoonful of

cream or milk, an egg, a little nutmeg,

ginger, and salt. Mix all together, and

boil it in a little wooden dish half an hour.

If you think proper you may add a few

currants .

 And Trout Fishing in America said, "The moon's coming

out." And Maria Callas said, "Yes, it is."

 Another Method of Making Walnut Catsup

 Take green walnuts before the shell is

 formed, an...Read More

by Paterson, Andrew Barton by confinement we'd injure; 
You can notice the glare 
Of the Governor's hair 
When the little boys say, "Go it, Ginger!" 

Then some wandering lords -- 
They so often are frauds -- 
This out-of-way country invading, 
If a man dresses well 
And behaves like a swell, 
Then he's somebody's cook masquerading. 

But an out-an-out ass 
With a thirst for the glass 
And the symptoms of drink on his "boko", 
Who is perpetually 
Pursuing the ballet, 
He is always the "true ...Read More

by Lehman, David
..."He gave her class. She gave him sex." 
 -- Katharine Hepburn on Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers 

He gave her money. She gave him head. 
He gave her tips on "aggressive growth" mutual funds. She gave him a red rose 
 and a little statue of eros. 
He gave her Genesis 2 (21-23). She gave him Genesis 1 (26-28). 
He gave her a square peg. She gave him a round hole. 
He gave her Long Beach on a late Sunday in Se...Read More

by Tebb, Barry the musty book-lined rooms

Of Brenda’s flat, mourning the death of Beethoven, her favourite cat,

Watching Mozart’s ginger fur, his plaintive tone of loss, whether

Some miscreant albatross was laid across our deck, or bound around

The ship, or tangled about whatever destiny we moved towards

Across that frozen sea of dark extremity; fatigued as if our barque

Had hardly stirred for all those years of strife, for all the times

We’d set the compass right, sorted through ...Read More

by Carman, Bliss
...of Tyre,
And shells and silks and sandal-wood
That sailor men admire;

With figs and dates from Samarcand,
And squatty ginger-jars,
And scented silver amulets
From Indian bazaars;

With sugar-cane from Port of Spain,
And monkeys from Ceylon,
And paper lanterns from Pekin
With painted dragons on;

With cocoanuts from Zanzibar,
And pines from Singapore;
And when they had unloaded these
They could go back for more.

And even after I was big
And had to go to school,
My mind ...Read More

by Walcott, Derek
...fists in the name of thrift, 
the porcelain lamps of ripe cocoa, the magnolia's jet 
dimmed on the one circuit with the ginger lilies 
and left a lonely bulb on the verandah, 
and, had his mandate extended to that ceiling 
of star-apple candelabra, he would have ordered 
the sky to sleep, saying, I'm tired, 
save the starlight for victories, we can't afford it, 
leave the moon on for one more hour,and that's it. 
But though his power, the given mandate, extended 
from tan...Read More

by McKay, Claude
...Bananas ripe and green, and ginger-root,
Cocoa in pods and alligator pears,
And tangerines and mangoes and grape fruit,
Fit for the highest prize at parish fairs,

Set in the window, bringing memories
Of fruit-trees laden by low-singing rills,
And dewy dawns, and mystical blue skies
In benediction over nun-like hills.

My eyes grew dim, and I could no more gaze;
A wave of longing t...Read More

by Lowell, Robert
...nite profile in a crimson gold-cap,
worn all day, all night, 
he thinks only of his figure,
of slimming on sherbert and ginger ale--
more cut off from words than a seal.
This is the way day breaks in Bowditch Hall at McLean's;
the hooded night lights bring out "Bobbie,"
Porcellian '29,
a replica of Louis XVI
without the wig--
redolent and roly-poly as a sperm whale,
as he swashbuckles about in his birthday suit
and horses at chairs.

These victorious figures of bravad...Read More

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