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Famous Shirley Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Tebb, Barry
...Road was the Maypole with its tiled tapestry of

Village Green, flower-decked maypole and dancing children

Like little Shirley Temples with bows in their hair and

Bows tied to their shepherds’ crooks. There were biscuits

In boxes with glass tops and Mrs Hyde, the manageress,

Used to give me custard creams to persuade my mother

To be a Registered Customer but she wouldn’t move from 

Boring Rockets with their cheap bruised fruit.


When her mam called Ma...Read More

by Gluck, Louise
mean unpolished streets
sever the green man in me
coddle my heart's retreats

my marrow's grey as asphalt
my brain's a shirley tram
the royal pier dreams fish for me
what southampton was - i am

i'm an ecological liar
a trickster with mother earth
dreaming grass may ravel me -
bricks nourish my birth...Read More

by Duhamel, Denise
...s from the factory stacks
above them.
 I liked to imagine that Crater Face
went straight home, like I did, to watch Shirley Temple
on channel 56. I liked to imagine that she slipped
into the screen, bumping Shirley with her hip
so that child actress slid out of frame, into the tubes
and wires that made the TV sputter when I turned it on.
Sometimes when I watched, I'd see Crater Face
tap-dancing with tall black men whose eyes
looked shiny, like the whites of hard-b...Read More

by Dryden, John
Thoughtless as monarch oaks, that shade the plain,
And, spread in solemn state, supinely reign.
Heywood and Shirley were but types of thee,
Thou last great prophet of tautology:
Even I, a dunce of more renown than they,
Was sent before but to prepare thy way;
And coarsely clad in Norwich drugget came
To teach the nations in thy greater name.
My warbling lute, the lute I whilom strung
When to King John of Portugal I sung,
Was but the prelude to that glorious da...Read More

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