Short Longfellow Poems

Why can they build a three foot wide wheelchair but not a seven foot long hospital bed?...

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
wrote verses ringing mellow
affording noteworthy fame.
Everyone knows his name....

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
tragic marriage laid him low
Memorable metres made him tick
fame with a patrotic trochiac...

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
a poet,in school most come to know
very much a poesy traditionalist
with lyrical musicality did persist...

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Henry and Me

I was reading aloud my own poetry,
only I in the bedroom except for
Longfellow who quickly fell asleep.  


Kathryn Collins...

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LONGFELLOW POETS CALENDAR


   [jan TO] [feb BE] [mar OR] [apr NOT][may TO] [jun BE]
   [jul THAT][aug IS][sep MY][oct REQUEST][nov OF][dec THEE]...

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In Segovia
the residents are jovial
   Unlike in Madrid
   where they've hit the skids


             July 22, 2019
 H W Longfellow Inspired Poetry Contest
          Sponsor: Julia Ward...

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Original text

"Rainy days are like the souls
Cloudy moments, casting gloom
But even in the quiet drizzle
There is a bloom that starts to look"


Black out poem

Rainy days
Are the souls 
Quiet bloom....

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I woke to such a mighty peal
And asked the vicar: “ What’s the deal?
I think it’s best
To let me rest.
With PEACE on earth, goodwill to men!”

*Inspired by  Christmas Bells by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
for Deb's contest...

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As I Was Walking In the Snow

the snow, a fattening marshmallow 
like Leaves of Grass lent to Longfellow
same dog eared look
of well read book
it must be old, it’s turning yellow


©2/16/2018

submitted to – As I was Walking in the Snow – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Kevin Shaw...

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H-oly
E-xpression's
N-otable
R-ighteousness
Y-ields

W-isdom
A-s
D-ivine
S-tatement
W-ith
O-pen
R-eal
T-ruth
H-as

L-ines
O-f
N-oble
G-oal
F-inding
E-ither
L-ost
L-ife
O-r
W-orld

Topic: Birthday of Poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (February 27)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Drawing from the shadow of La Manquita 
The mighty Spanish master from Málaga
Painted his m'lady borderline grotesque
Features so far flung and un fathomably stretched
She had an eye in Segovia and a nose in Madrid


7/9/2019

H G Longfellow Inspired Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward...

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H-is
E-xpressions
N-icely
R-elieve
Y-our

W-orries
A-s
D-ivine
S-onnet
W-onderfully
O-r
R-ightfully
T-hrills
H-earts

L-etting
O-ne
N-otably
G-low
F-or
E-very
L-ovely
L-ine
O-ffers
W-isdom

Topic: Birthday of poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (February 27) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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To see the country
light on their scooter 
the lovers sped off

They packed swift
without map
no idea 

How to get
from Madrid
to Segovia

Up for adventure
high on love
and free as the air



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on July 17, 2019 for contest H W LONGFELLOW INSPIRED sponsored by JULIA WARD...

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I guess I'm the greatest poet who ever lived;
The guru of words and a master of tempo
Who knows no rival at any time perceived
To be equal or better than he.

I reckon Wendell was good and Shakespeare great
As well as Wordsworth and Poe and Longfellow and all,
But none of them managed my overcomimg of fate
To pen verse as good as mine....

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Thou comest, November, quiet and placid
As Autumn takes the fall and leaves take wing
Words of Longfellow I barely remember
Though I am trying with all of my might 

Each tree becomes a paintbrush of Picasso’s
To color these days like Monet’s second Spring
But there is no ember quite like November 
To warm up the hearth and light up the nights....

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I
Think - but don't make THINKING "your aim" -
"Don't look too good ... or lose common touch"
I learned from past masters, one name
Is Kipling. Khalil Gibran. Thanks. Much!

II
He called defeat his "bold companion," 
To be understood "is to be leveled," without
"Defeat, My Defeat," he owned loss & gain;
Life & death. Prepared to dig graves within...

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~A tribute to “The Slave's Dream” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~ 


One night the slave had a nice dream.
And in the dream he was just free. 
He heard sounds of freedom's bold scream.
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And saw the light of liberty's gleam.
No more felt flesh by whips just bleed. 
One night the slave had a nice dream. 
And in the dream he was just free....

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BROWNIE TIME

So    it’s brownie time
They are so easy to make
50 strokes or so
Of this heavenly chocolate
No kids    so I’ll eat them all

Looking it over
I can do better than that
Such a weak poem
Baking brownies is no art
Poetry should say something

Now    take Longfellow
Hiawatha eats brownies?
Yes!    Magic brownies
Amazing what one can write
On a magic brownie high...

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Walked over to the local tea shop 
and had a blueberry and a jade green tea 
The owner and his wife - a nurse(!)
were there 
The owner has some of my poetry chapbooks
I traded the last one for a cup of green tea and a 
blueberry muffin  - a profit of $2.00
Sent out a poem - in English 
to the anthology again 
Started an article on the life of Longfellow 
$50 if I get it published...

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(Triolet)
~Tribute to “Hymn to the Night” By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow~ 


He heard sounds of sorrow and delight.
Swept from marble vestments of halls. 
Felt her presence compelled the light. 
He heard sounds of sorrow and delight. 
Spelt  at her feet old'n rhymes so bright. 
And layer'd stars pieced her celestial walls.
He heard sounds of sorrow and delight. 
Swept from marble vestments of halls....

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LONGFELLOW -Angler's Song




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    A thought drifts by
       on the breath of the sky
    Not knowing if ‘tis a treasure
    nor having time to measure
       I add it to my supply  

    where it sits in with other thought fellows
       if poetic, it might be a Longfellow
    if musical, perchance a note for a cello
       if dessert, a bowl of strawberry jello

    But I digress, for by plucking that thought
       a world of patience is taught
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I'm a poet cowboy, and I write the west
When it comes to a contest, I show them who's best
I call my horse Kipling, what do you know !
And my dog's a dachshund named, Longfellow
When bad authors write into Poetry Town
I draw out my pen, and I rhyme them down
I alway get the girl, in her store bought bonnet
And you can read us write away, into 
Into the far distant Sonnet 


Hee-yah !   This is enough exercise for a Sunday !...

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A word in phrase has laid him low

From Milton, Keats, and Longfellow

He tried alas to make a stand 

Upon this shore, a foreign land

He fired back a thousand quotes 

With soliloquies and antidotes 

But the fight had wore him thin

Becoming clear he could not win

And as he laid his body down

Among dead words all scattered round

His eyes then, skyward looked

As he clutch His precious book.

And the Saints who saw his smile

Sent to retrive him, Oscar Wilde...

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