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The term "baby feet" has been searched for 574 times on the American Poems site since November 2nd, 2004.
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1. Baby Vamps - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 2847 times on American Poems.
BABY vamps, is it harder work than it used to be?
Are the new soda parlors worse than the old time saloons?
Baby vamps, do you have jobs in the day time or is this all you do? do you come out only at night?
In the winter at the skating rinks, in... (Read full poem)
2. The Pattern - written by Russell Edson
Read 1366 times on American Poems.
A women had given birth to an old man.
He cried to have again been caught in the pattern.
Oh well, he sighed as he took her breast to his mouth.
The woman is happy to have her baby, even if it is old.
Probably it got mislaid in the baby... (Read full poem)
3. Little Brown Baby - written by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Read 2621 times on American Poems.
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes,
Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee.
What you been doin', suh -- makin' san' pies?
Look at dat bib -- you's es du'ty ez me.
Look at dat mouf -- dat's merlasses, I bet;
Come hyeah, Maria, an'... (Read full poem)
4. Blue Island Intersection - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 2019 times on American Poems.
SIX street ends come together here.
They feed people and wagons into the center.
In and out all day horses with thoughts of nose-bags,
Men with shovels, women with baskets and baby buggies.
Six ends of streets and no sleep for them all day.
The... (Read full poem)
5. The Crying Room - written by Lee Upton
Read 540 times on American Poems.
The church had a crying room—
up at the opposite side of the altar.
Good for the baby.
It was glass on all sides like a tank.
A microphone brought in the priest’s voice.
From the crying room we could see
how things happened backstage:
someone... (Read full poem)
6. August 15 - written by David Lehman
Read 975 times on American Poems.
My new Web site is dropdead.com
It's interactive you get to choose how
you'll die, where, and at what age
and it'll still come as a complete
surprise to you I guarantee
but let's not get morbid it's a game
it's more fun than bullshit.com and a lot... (Read full poem)
7. A Little Tooth - written by Thomas Lux
From The Drowned River.
Published in 1990.
Read 2408 times on American Poems.
Your baby grows a tooth, then two,
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all
over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,
your wife, get... (Read full poem)
8. The Hangman at Home - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 3171 times on American Poems.
WHAT does the hangman think about
When he goes home at night from work?
When he sits down with his wife and
Children for a cup of coffee and a
Plate of ham and eggs, do they ask
Him if it was a good day’s work
And everything went well or do... (Read full poem)
9. Hey Baby - written by Maggie Estep
Read 2262 times on American Poems.
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl)
I was having a foul day. Some
geezer harrassed me on the street and I got completely bent out of shape,
but the guy was huge so I just stuffed my retort. Went home to drink
coffee. No milk. I... (Read full poem)
10. Baby Face - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 3208 times on American Poems.
WHITE MOON comes in on a baby face.
The shafts across her bed are flimmering.
Out on the land White Moon shines,
Shines and glimmers against gnarled shadows,
All silver to slow twisted shadows
Falling across the long road that runs from the... (Read full poem)
11. Dream Song 131: Come touch me baby in his waking dream - written by John Berryman
From His Toy, His Dream, His Rest.
Published in 1968.
Read 977 times on American Poems.
Come touch me baby in his waking dream
disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel
and that will hurt your mind
I can't remember when you were unkind
but I will clear that block, I'll set you on fire
along with our babies
to save them... (Read full poem)
12. The Forsaken - written by Amy Lowell
From Sword Blades & Poppy Seed.
Read 2636 times on American Poems.
Holy Mother of God, Merciful Mary. Hear
me! I am very weary. I have come
from a village miles away, all day I have been coming, and I ache
for such
far roaming. I cannot walk as light as I used, and my
thoughts grow confused.
I am... (Read full poem)
13. (End) of Summer (1966) - written by Bill Knott
Read 1285 times on American Poems.
I'm tired of murdering children.
Once, long ago today, they wanted to live;
now I feel Vietnam the place
where rigor mortis is beginning to set-in upon me.
I force silence down the throats of mutes,
down the throats of mating-cries of animals who... (Read full poem)
14. A Baby In The House - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 2615 times on American Poems.
I knew that a baby was hid in that house,
Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;
But the husband was tip-toeing 'round like a mouse,
And the good wife was humming a soft lullaby;
And there was a look on the face of the mother,
That I knew... (Read full poem)
15. Life Is Fine - written by Langston Hughes
Read 121587 times on American Poems.
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.
But it was... (Read full poem)
16. Come On In, The Senility Is Fine - written by Ogden Nash
Read 4489 times on American Poems.
People live forever in Jacksonville and St. Petersburg and Tampa,
But you don't have to live forever to become a grampa.
The entrance requirements for grampahood are comparatively mild,
You only have to live until your child has a child.
From that... (Read full poem)
17. Early Moon - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 2832 times on American Poems.
THE BABY moon, a canoe, a silver papoose canoe, sails and sails in the Indian west.
A ring of silver foxes, a mist of silver foxes, sit and sit around the Indian moon.
One yellow star for a runner, and rows of blue stars for more runners, keep a... (Read full poem)
18. I could not prove the Years had feet -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1811 times on American Poems.
I could not prove the Years had feet --
Yet confident they run
Am I, from symptoms that are past
And Series that are done --
I find my feet have further Goals --
I smile upon the Aims
That felt so ample -- Yesterday --
Today's -- have vaster claims... (Read full poem)
19. Marine Snow At Mid-Depths And Down - written by Thomas Lux
From The Streets of Clocks.
Published in 2001.
Read 561 times on American Poems.
As you descend, slowly, falling faster past
you this snow,
ghostly, some flakes bio-
luminescent (you plunge,
and this lit snow doesn't land
at your feet but keeps falling below
you): single-cell-plant chains, shreds
of zooplankton's mucus food... (Read full poem)
20. Hamlet Off-Stage: Mona Gator - written by D.C. Berry
Read 360 times on American Poems.
Our mascot lives low, a baby alligator.
She's our happy-and-sad mask all at once,
Mona Lisa her name. She's my ideal,
her wrap-around grin both a smile and snarl.(Read full poem)
21. Hallelujah: A Sestina - written by Robert Francis
Read 500 times on American Poems.
A wind's word, the Hebrew Hallelujah.
I wonder they never gave it to a boy
(Hal for short) boy with wind-wild hair.
It means Praise God, as well it should since praise
Is what God's for. Why didn't they call my father
Hallelujah instead of... (Read full poem)
22. My Father's Love Letters - written by Yusef Komunyakaa
Read 3798 times on American Poems.
On Fridays he'd open a can of Jax
After coming home from the mill,
& ask me to write a letter to my mother
Who sent postcards of desert flowers
Taller than men. He would beg,
Promising to never beat her
Again. Somehow I was happy
She had gone, &... (Read full poem)
23. The Lost Dancer - written by Jean Toomer
Read 2048 times on American Poems.
Spatial depths of being survive
The birth to death recurrences
Of feet dancing on earth of sand;
Vibrations of the dance survive
The sand; the sand, elect, survives
The dancer. He can find no source
Of magic adequate to bind
The sand upon his... (Read full poem)
24. Villanelle - written by Donald Hall
From The Painted Bed.
Published in 2002.
Read 1686 times on American Poems.
Katie could put her feet behind her head
Or do a grand plié, position two,
Her suppleness magnificent in bed.
I strained my lower back, and Katie bled,
Only a little, doing what we could do
When Katie tucked her feet behind her head.
Her... (Read full poem)
25. A Penitent Considers Another Coming Of Mary - written by Gwendolyn Brooks
Read 3275 times on American Poems.
For Reverend Theodore Richardson
If Mary came would Mary
Forgive, as Mothers may,
And sad and second Saviour
Furnish us today?
She would not shake her head and leave
This military air,
But ratify a modern hay,
And put her Baby there.... (Read full poem)
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