Christopher Morley

(5 May 1890 – 28 March 1957 / Haverford, Pennslyvania)

Christopher Morley Poems

1. Two O'Clock 4/20/2010
2. When I A Householder Became 4/20/2010
3. Ballade Of A Horoscope 10/24/2013
4. Song In A Dentists Chair 10/24/2013
5. Washing The Dishes 4/20/2010
6. To You, Remembering The Past 4/20/2010
7. To A Post Office Inkwell 4/20/2010
8. Scuttle, Scuttle, Little Roach 3/20/2012
9. The Barren Music Of A Word Or Phrase, 4/20/2010
10. The Commercial Traveler 4/20/2010
11. Burning Leaves, November 4/20/2010
12. Dedication For A Fireplace 4/20/2010
13. Tit For Tat 4/20/2010
14. On Naming A House 4/20/2010
15. Six Weeks Old 4/20/2010
16. The Church Of Unbent Knees 4/20/2010
17. The Milkman 4/20/2010
18. The Wedded Lover 4/20/2010
19. Elegy Written In A Country Coal-Bin 4/20/2010
20. The Secret 4/20/2010
21. Our House 4/20/2010
22. Caught In The Undertow 4/20/2010
23. Taking Title 4/20/2010
24. Reading Aloud 4/20/2010
25. Hymn To The Dairymaids On Beacon Street 4/20/2010
26. At The Mermaid Caffeteria 4/20/2010
27. Only A Matter Of Time 4/20/2010
28. The Intruder 4/20/2010
29. Burning Leaves In Spring 4/20/2010
30. To A Child 4/20/2010
31. The Music Box 4/20/2010
32. Song For A Little House 4/20/2010
33. Smells 4/20/2010
34. Animal Crackers 4/20/2010
35. Inscription For A Grammar 1/13/2003
36. The Old Swimmer 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Christopher Morley

The Old Swimmer

I OFTEN wander on the beach
Where once, so brown of limb,
The biting air, the roaring surf
Summoned me to swim.

I see my old abundant youth
Whee combers lean and spill,
And though I taste the foam no more
Other swimmers will.

Oh, good exultant strength to meet
The arching wall of green,
To break the crystal, swirl, emerge
Dripping, taut, and clean.

To climb the moving hilly blue,
To dive in ecstasy
And feel the salty chill embrace
Arm and rib and knee.

What brave and vanished laughter then
And tingling thighs to ...

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Animal Crackers

Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,
That is the finest of suppers I think;
When I'm grown up and can have what I please
I think I shall always insist upon these.
What do YOU choose when you're offered a treat?
When Mother says, 'What would you like best to eat?'
Is it waffles and syrup, or cinnamon toast?
It's cocoa and animals that I love most!

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