Category Archives: Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

The Pool – Paul Laurence Dunbar

By the pool that I see in my dreams, dear love, I have sat with you time and again; And listened beneath the dank leaves, dear love, To the sibilant sound of the rain. And the pool, it is silvery … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

The Path – Paul Laurence Dunbar

THERE are no beaten paths to Glory’s height, There are no rules to compass greatness known; Each for himself must cleave a path alone, And press his own way forward in the fight. Smooth is the way to ease and … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

The Song – Paul Laurence Dunbar

MY soul, lost in the music’s mist, Roamed, rapt, ‘neath skies of amethyst, The cheerless streets grew summer meads, The Son of Phœbus spurred his steeds, And, wand’ring down the mazy tune, December lost its way in June, While from … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

The Dance – Paul Laurence Dunbar

Heel and toe, heel and toe, That is the song we sing; Turn to your partner and curtsey low, Balance and forward and swing. Corners are draughty and meadows are white, This is the game for a winter’s night. Hands … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

poem – a golden day

I Found you and I lost you, All on a gleaming day. The day was filled with sunshine, And the land was full of May. A golden bird was singing Its melody divine, I found you and I loved you, … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

poem – morning

The mist has left the greening plain, The dew-drops shine like fairy rain, The coquette rose awakes again Her lovely self adorning. The Wind is hiding in the trees, A sighing, soothing, laughing tease, Until the rose says “Kiss me, … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906 / Ohio / United States) | Tagged , , , , | 1 Comment