James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

201. Anselmo 4/9/2010
202. Harlie 4/9/2010
203. Has She Forgotten? 4/9/2010
204. June 4/9/2010
205. May I Not Weep With You 4/9/2010
206. Luther Benson 4/9/2010
207. Grandfather Squeers 4/9/2010
208. Blind 4/9/2010
209. The Old Times Were The Best 1/3/2003
210. An Old Year's Address 4/9/2010
211. A Spring Song And A Later 4/9/2010
212. How It Happened 4/9/2010
213. Moon-Drowned 4/9/2010
214. My Mary 4/9/2010
215. Marthy Ellen 4/9/2010
216. Home At Night 4/9/2010
217. Intellectual Limitations 4/9/2010
218. Mr. Hammond's Parable--The Dreamer 4/9/2010
219. At Crown Hill 4/9/2010
220. A Southern Singer 4/9/2010
221. My Friend 4/9/2010
222. My Jolly Friend's Secret 4/9/2010
223. Iry And Billy Jo 4/9/2010
224. It's_Got_To Be 4/9/2010
225. My Dancin'-Days Is Over 4/9/2010
226. Out Of The Hitherwhere 4/9/2010
227. A Voice From The Farm 4/9/2010
228. Hik-Tee-Dik! 4/9/2010
229. Igo And Ago 4/9/2010
230. An Empty Nest 4/9/2010
231. How John Quit The Farm 4/9/2010
232. His Vigil 4/9/2010
233. Illileo 4/9/2010
234. A Very Youthful Affair 4/9/2010
235. A Wraith Of Summertime 4/9/2010
236. Almon Keefer 4/9/2010
237. A Tale Of The Airly Days 4/9/2010
238. Autumn 4/9/2010
239. Back From A Two-Years' Sentence 4/9/2010
240. John Walsh 4/9/2010

Comments about James Whitcomb Riley

  • Kathryn (9/14/2018 9:00:00 PM)

    Does anyone know of a poem by James Whitcom Riley about a boy who uses his father's seat in the family outhouse, which proves to be too large for him?

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  • 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

  • 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

The Ripest Peach

The ripest peach is highest on the tree --
And so her love, beyond the reach of me,
Is dearest in my sight. Sweet breezes, bow
Her heart down to me where I worship now!

She looms aloft where every eye may see
The ripest peach is highest on the tree.
Such fruitage as her love I know, alas!
I may not reach here from the orchard grass.

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