James Whitcomb Riley

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

James Whitcomb Riley Poems

281. Gratefully And Affectionately Inscribed To Joel Chandler Harris 4/9/2010
282. From The Headboard Of A Grave In Paraguay 4/9/2010
283. Babyhood 4/9/2010
284. Little Jack Janitor 4/9/2010
285. When June Is Here 4/9/2010
286. Where Shall We Land 4/9/2010
287. Extremes 4/9/2010
288. Grant At Rest-- August 8, 1885 4/9/2010
289. His Room 4/9/2010
290. A Song Of Long Ago 4/9/2010
291. Craqueodoom 4/9/2010
292. Natural Perversities 4/9/2010
293. A Spring Song And A Later 4/9/2010
294. Kissing The Rod 4/9/2010
295. Dream-March 4/9/2010
296. Dawn, Noon And Dewfall 4/9/2010
297. An Impetuous Resolve 4/9/2010
298. Jim 4/9/2010
299. Elmer Brown 4/9/2010
300. I Smoke My Pipe 4/9/2010
301. Limitations Of Genius 4/9/2010
302. A Scrawl 4/9/2010
303. Dan Paine 4/9/2010
304. Our Little Girl 4/9/2010
305. Lockerbie Street 4/9/2010
306. His Mother's Way 4/9/2010
307. Jack-In-The-Box 4/9/2010
308. Just To Be Good 4/9/2010
309. Honey Dripping From The Comb 4/9/2010
310. Winter Fancies 4/9/2010
311. Writin' Back To The Home-Folks 4/9/2010
312. Naughty Claude 4/9/2010
313. Noey's Night-Piece 4/9/2010
314. John Alden And Percilly 4/9/2010
315. A New Year's Time At Willards's 4/9/2010
316. Our Own 4/9/2010
317. My Father's Halls 4/9/2010
318. While The Musician Played 4/9/2010
319. When Early March Seems Middle May 4/9/2010
320. At Sea 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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