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Famous Reams Poems by Famous Poets

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...behin’,
 I’ve wife eneugh for a’ that.


I never drank the Muses’ stank,
 Castalia’s burn, an’ a’ that;
But there it streams an’ richly reams,
 My Helicon I ca’ that.
 For a’ that, &c.


Great love Idbear to a’ the fair,
 Their humble slave an’ a’ that;
But lordly will, I hold it still
 A mortal sin to thraw that.
 For a’ that, &c.


In raptures sweet, this hour we meet,
 Wi’ mutual love an’ a’ that;
But for how lang the flie may stang,
 Let inclination law that.
 For a’ tha...Read more of this...
by Burns, Robert



...pe it's not very bad!
    Eh, what a shame it seems
As some should ha'e hardly a smite o' trouble
    An' others has reams.

It's a shame as 'e should be knocked about
    Like this, I'm sure it is!
He's had twenty accidents, if he's had one;
    Owt bad, an' it's his.

There's one thing, we'll have peace for a bit,
    Thank Heaven for a peaceful house;
An' there's compensation, sin' it's accident,
    An' club money--I nedn't grouse.

An' a fork an' a spoon h...Read more of this...
by Lawrence, D. H.
...nd the two

Halves haunted me always, their fusion and

Diffusion some terrible portent to meet me

In darkness and in dreams.





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Luck, where did I leave you?



By the paddling pool in Eastend Park,

In the seawave as I explored the green

Springs of my birth, in the bare hedges

Of Knostrop where I began this present

Pilgrimage by Joyce Summersgill’s side

As she ran from the shouting man and in

Disarray began this never-ending flight

And still at fifty-four I run...Read more of this...
by Tebb, Barry
...ill it have been worth it then
Will it have been worth the long hours
of not sleeping
that produced little more than reams
of badly written verses that catapulted me into literary spasms
but did not even whet the appetite
of the three O’ clock crowd
in the least respected of the New York poetry cafes

Will I wish then that I had taken that job working at the bank
or the one to watch that old lady drool
all over her soft boiled eggs
as she tells me how she was a ra...Read more of this...
by Chin, Staceyann
...t though my poverty I curse,
I would not for a diadem
Exchange my lowly lot with them:
A garret and a crust for me,
And reams and dreams of Poetry....Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William



...
Where to the vulgar herd unknown,
Our pens we plied.

(For, in those distant days, it seems,
We cherished sundry idle dreams,
And with our flowing foolscap reams
The Fates defied.)

And after, when the day was gone,
And the hushed, silver night came on,
He showed us where the glow-worm shone;--
We stooped to see.

There, too, by yonder moon we swore
Platonic friendship o'er and o'er;
No folk, we deemed, had been before
So wise and free.


* * * * * * *

And do I sigh or smil...Read more of this...
by Levy, Amy
...self among the rest.
Years passed and one by one
Death claimed them all in some hideous form,
And I was borne along by dreams
Of God's particular grace for me,
And I began to write, write, write, reams on reams
Of the second coming of Christ.
Then Christ came to me and said,
"Go into the church and stand before the congregation
And confess your sin."
But just as I stood up and began to speak
I saw my little girl, who was sitting in the front seat --
My little girl who was bor...Read more of this...
by Masters, Edgar Lee
...shafted no-one,
and turned your quick mind to the broadest cause.
But there you were, a whisper finished…gone,
scooping reams of data from cabinet drawers,
your kiddie snaps stacked face-down on the desk
and none of us sat safe enough to speak.
That night I helped a cleaner bin the mess.
Our chief would hire a temp inside the week
so I kept back your tissues as a wee bequest.
Sometimes I think I should have wiped your cheek....Read more of this...
by Jones, Chris
...it in just as it is.
No change. My Dad did. What? What did his Dad?

You find the 'E' you gave him as you sort
through reams of what this girl did, what that lad did,
and read the line again, just one 'e' short:
This holiday was horrible. My Dad did....Read more of this...
by Hannah, Sophie

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