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Famous Tricycle Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Sexton, Anne
...lived happily as you might expect 
proving that mother-me-do 
can be outgrown, 
just as the fish on Friday, 
just as a tricycle. 
The world, some say, 
is made up of couples. 
A rose must have a stem. 

As for Mother Gothel, 
her heart shrank to the size of a pin, 
never again to say: Hold me, my young dear, 
hold me, 
and only as she dreamed of the yellow hair 
did moonlight sift into her mouth....Read more of this...



by Sexton, Anne
...lived happily as you might expect 
proving that mother-me-do 
can be outgrown, 
just as the fish on Friday, 
just as a tricycle. 
The world, some say, 
is made up of couples. 
A rose must have a stem. 

As for Mother Gothel, 
her heart shrank to the size of a pin, 
never again to say: Hold me, my young dear, 
hold me, 
and only as she dreamed of the yellow hair 
did moonlight sift into her mouth....Read more of this...

by Betjeman, John
...r hair, 
The tennis-playing, biking girl, 
The wholly-to-my-liking girl, 
To see and not to care.

At sundown on my tricycle
I tour the Borough’s edge, 
And icy as an icicle
See bicycle by bicycle
Stacked waiting in the hedge.

Get down from me! I thunder there, 
You spaniels! Shut your jaws! 
Your teeth are stuffed with underwear, 
Suspenders torn asunder there
And buttocks in your paws! 

Oh whip the dogs away my Lord, 
They make me ill with lust.
Bend bare knee...Read more of this...

by McHugh, Heather
...now all backyard attitudes were deep
in memory: the landscapes I had known too well-
the picnic table and the hoe, the tricycle, the stubborn
shrub-the homegrown syllables
of shapely living-all

lay sanded and camelled by foreign snow......Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...
overshoe 
or tie your own shoe 
or cut your own meat 
and the tears 
running down like mud 
because you fell off your 
tricycle? 
Remember, big fish, 
when you couldn't swim 
and simply slipped under 
like a stone frog? 
The world wasn't 
yours. 
It belonged to 
the big people. 
Under your bed 
sat the wolf 
and he made a shadow 
when cars passed by 
at night. 
They made you give up 
your nightlight 
and your teddy 
and your thumb. 
Oh overshoes, 
don't you 
...Read more of this...



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