Whittier Poems - Poems about Whittier

...We have no way of knowing what our life would have been like… it’s impossible to do the math… If we had made different decisions…if we had chosen different paths: They loved each other when they......Read the rest...

...In my youth I was completely engrossed, By poetry along the byways nailed to a post! It wasn't composed by John Greenleaf Whittier; No, the authors were much more wittier! I speak of Burma Shave ......Read the rest...

...From Cabin Boy To Grateful Recollections By Old Sailor Kindness, heart and deep joy, as I remember you I child, a mere boy, innocent without a clue. Your attention and love, a blessing warm and ......Read the rest...

...The Silence We were on that school bus, a big yellow one with black letters on its sides, spelling out Whittier Union, and you and I sat next to each other talking, arguing and giggling, you ......Read the rest...

...Here's a salute to Poet Ogden Nash, Who was notable for being quite brash! He was much more wittier Than John Greenleaf Whittier, Concocting reams of clever ......Read the rest...

...John Doe Buried 1913 (estimated age 35) When Death opened its revolving door, And pulled my screaming soul in, I found out the truth. So, here it is fellow citizens of Whittier town, Both......Read the rest...

...Frank Osgood 1870-1919 I was the great wanderlust of Whittier! From 1890 until my last days, I followed my nose, And other body appendages, To distant earthly destinations, Both sensationa......Read the rest...

...Maria Flores 1878-1923 Si, he was muy macho! I was the last to see him. Before Senor White sealed his body for eternity, Inside the cheapest casket I had ever seen! And I was working there, f......Read the rest...

...Cyrus Neff 1842-1914 You will never find me and the missus, Not back here amongst the roots and the scrubs! We are among the forgotten dead of Mt. Olive Cemetery! Our graves have disappeared,......Read the rest...

...Mary Yelvington 1876-1910 George Towne, now there was a man; Handsome as the devil; Strong as a bougainvillea vine. And married to the redoubtable Fannie Towne, Town shill, and occasional te......Read the rest...

...Edwardo Badia 1856-1914 That low bred confidence man! That snooking swindler who took me for a fool. “Hey Gregg, you thief! You owe me still, even as I rot here, Regrettably ensconced inside ......Read the rest...

...Catherine Bryan 1838-1918 Thy swan song will be kept short, for thou And ye, faithful friends of Whittier’s Quaker enclave, In stout shock, thy anger scolds the town, For ye know, in heart and......Read the rest...

...As we age we regret words of anger and spite That were heard and remembered and can't be unsaid. The remarks we thought clever or proved we were right That resulted in losses of friendships instea......Read the rest...

...Ida Oaks 1827-1919 John gave me a good home. Not one with plumbing and power, But one with a solid slab, and a full well. And while living in this Quaker homestead, We found that life was pre......Read the rest...

...Seth S. Gidley 1832-1916 I will never forget the rain that winter, And the landslide that still stains my grave. An evil cursed wind it was, Lacerating the drenched cliffs And descending ......Read the rest...