1. Conferring with myself - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 1660 times on American Poems.

Conferring with myself
My stranger disappeared
Though first upon a berry fat
Miraculously fared
How paltry looked my cares
My practise how absurd
Superfluous my whole career
Beside this travelling Bird(Read full poem)

The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful --(Read full poem)

3. A Minute - written by Ellis Parker Butler
From New England Magazine. Published in 1896. Read 369 times on American Poems.

She plucked a blossom fair to see;
  Upon my coat I let her pin it;
And thus we stood beneath the tree
          A minute.

She turned her smiling face to me;
  I saw a roguish sweetness in it;
I kissed her once;—it took, maybe,
          A... (Read full poem)

All forgot for recollecting
Just a paltry One --
All forsook, for just a Stranger's
New Accompanying --

Grace of Wealth, and Grace of Station
Less accounted than
An unknown Esteem possessing --
Estimate -- Who can --

Home effaced -- Her faces... (Read full poem)

5. Who Bides His Time - written by James Whitcomb Riley
Read 857 times on American Poems.

Who bides his time, and day by day 
Faces defeat full patiently, 
And lifts a mirthful roundelay, 
However poor his fortunes be,-- 
He will not fail in any qualm 
Of poverty -- the paltry dime 
It will grow golden in his palm, 
Who bides his... (Read full poem)

Nobody there is that doesn't love a bean. 
If not the royal Navy bean, then the wax bean, 
the soybean, the green bean, the black bean—the 
pot is large, it contains multitudes—white bean, 
pink bean, small red bean, the lowly pinto, the... (Read full poem)

7. The Hosts - written by Alan Seeger
Read 359 times on American Poems.

Purged, with the life they left, of all 
That makes life paltry and mean and small, 
In their new dedication charged 
With something heightened, enriched, enlarged, 
That lends a light to their lusty brows 
And a song to the rhythm of their... (Read full poem)

Why is that wanton gossip Fame
So dumb about this man's affairs?
Why do we titter at his name
Who come to buy his curious wares?
Here is a shop of wonderment.
From every land has come a prize;
Rich spices from the Orient,
And fruit that knew... (Read full poem)

9. Ode in Memory of the American Volunteers Fallen for France - written by Alan Seeger
Read 460 times on American Poems.

(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916). 

I

Ay, it is fitting on this holiday, 
Commemorative of our soldier dead, 
When -- with sweet flowers of our New England May... (Read full poem)