James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

161. The Willow 1/3/2003
162. In Bohemia 4/9/2010
163. The Song Of Yesterday 1/3/2003
164. We To Sigh Instead Of Sing 1/3/2003
165. To A Boy Whistling 1/3/2003
166. There Was A Cherry-Tree 1/3/2003
167. Little Dick And The Clock 4/9/2010
168. In Fervent Praise Of Picnics 4/9/2010
169. Herr Weiser 4/9/2010
170. Her Waiting Face 4/9/2010
171. Floretty's Musical Contribution 4/9/2010
172. His Mother 4/9/2010
173. Farmer Whipple--Bachelor 4/9/2010
174. George Mullen's Confession 4/9/2010
175. Last Night-- And This 4/9/2010
176. Find The Favorite 4/9/2010
177. Job Work 4/9/2010
178. At Noon--And Midnight 4/9/2010
179. The Merman 1/3/2003
180. As My Uncle Used To Say 4/9/2010
181. At Last 4/9/2010
182. At Noey's House 4/9/2010
183. At Utter Loaf 4/9/2010
184. Jap Miller 4/9/2010
185. John Mckeen 4/9/2010
186. Joney 4/9/2010
187. Judith 4/9/2010
188. June At Woodruff 4/9/2010
189. Kingry's Mill 4/9/2010
190. Fool-Youngens 4/9/2010
191. For You 4/9/2010
192. Leonainie 4/9/2010
193. Man's Devotion 4/9/2010
194. Go Winter! 4/9/2010
195. August 4/9/2010
196. Anselmo 4/9/2010
197. Harlie 4/9/2010
198. Has She Forgotten? 4/9/2010
199. June 4/9/2010
200. Luther Benson 4/9/2010

Comments about James Whitcomb Riley

  • 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.

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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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