James Whitcomb Riley

(7 October 1849 - 22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

361. The Rose 4/9/2010
362. The Runaway Boy 4/9/2010
363. The Same Old Story 4/9/2010
364. The Serenade 4/9/2010
365. The Sermon Of The Rose 4/9/2010
366. The Shoemaker 4/9/2010
367. The Shower 4/9/2010
368. The Silent Victors 4/9/2010
369. The Singer 4/9/2010
370. The Song Of Yesterday 1/3/2003
371. The South Wind And The Sun 4/9/2010
372. The Speeding Of The King's Spite 4/9/2010
373. The Sphinx 4/9/2010
374. The Squirtgun Uncle Maked Me 4/9/2010
375. The Stepmother 4/9/2010
376. The Touches Of Her Hand 4/9/2010
377. The Town Karnteel 4/9/2010
378. The Train Misser 4/9/2010
379. The Treasure Of The Wise Man 4/9/2010
380. The Tree-Toad 4/9/2010
381. The Twins 4/9/2010
382. The Wandering Jew 4/9/2010
383. The Watches Of The Night 4/9/2010
384. The Way It Wuz 4/9/2010
385. The Wife-Blessed 4/9/2010
386. The Willow 1/3/2003
387. Their Sweet Sorrow 4/9/2010
388. Them Flowers 4/9/2010
389. There Was A Cherry-Tree 1/3/2003
390. Thinkin' Back 4/9/2010
391. Thomas The Pretender 4/9/2010
392. Thoughts Fer The Discuraged Farmer 4/9/2010
393. Three Dead Friends 4/9/2010
394. Through Sleepy-Land 4/9/2010
395. Time 4/9/2010
396. Time Of Clearer Twitterings 4/9/2010
397. To A Boy Whistling 1/3/2003
398. To An Importunate Ghost 4/9/2010
399. To Annie 4/9/2010
400. To Hear Her Sing 4/9/2010

Comments about James Whitcomb Riley

  • nariah n white (11/27/2017 8:59:00 AM)

    did you know that ROBERT FROST made LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE because I think that you work with him. So I just want to ask are you working with him. just text back as soon as you can. Oh and I am 8 years old in the 3 grade

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  • nariah (11/22/2017 9:21:00 AM)

    I love little orphan annie poet you wrote so I just want to say I love your interest in this poem

  • Jules Levin (11/15/2013 11:13:00 AM)

    I am looking for the date of writing/publishing for each poem and could not find it on the site.
    Am I overlooking something obvious?

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  • Catharine Dee (3/10/2012 2:21:00 PM)

    Date of birth listed above is wrong. It's October 7th not the 9th.

  • Stella Mary (1/3/2012 5:00:00 AM)

    I read your poems and it was good.

  • Tony Judson (9/15/2006 8:21:00 AM)

    James I read your 'poem of the day' and I think it is brilliant! your sense of rythmn & rhyme is beautiful and your poetic license with spelling and alliteration is superb.
    It makes wish I could have been the fly on the wall in a meeting between you and the late Ogden Nash- Keep it up Cheers Tony Judson

  • Carolyn Binkley (10/6/2005 6:47:00 PM)

    James Whitcomb Riley is by far one of my favorite poets of all time. I love his imagery, his imagination, his rhyme and rhythm. And most of all I love his sense of 'simple' and his connection to the nature in all of us. He cleverly plays with that which is real, unlike Lewis Carroll who cleverly plays with that which is not.

Best Poem of James Whitcomb Riley

A Life-Lesson

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!

There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams ...

Read the full of A Life-Lesson

Orlie Wilde

A goddess, with a siren's grace,--
A sun-haired girl on a craggy place
Above a bay where fish-boats lay
Drifting about like birds of prey.

Wrought was she of a painter's dream,--
Wise only as are artists wise,
My artist-friend, Rolf Herschkelhiem,
With deep sad eyes of oversize,

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