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Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake)'s Poetry, by popularity

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  • The vine
    The wild grape mantling the trail and tree,
    Festoons in graceful veils its drapery,
    4 lines
  • Hare-Bell
    Elfin bell in azure dress,
    Chiming all day long,
    7 lines
  • Shadow River
    MUSKOKA
    A stream of tender gladness,
    48 lines, 1 comment
  • The giant oak
    And then the sound of marching armies 'woke
    Amid the branches of the soldier oak,
    6 lines
  • The flight of the crows
    The autumn afternoon is dying o'er
    The quiet western valley where I lie
    40 lines
  • The maple
    I
    It is the blood-hued maple straight and strong,
    6 lines
  • The archers
    I
    Stripped to the waist, his copper-coloured skin
    34 lines
  • Under canvas
    IN MUSKOKA
    Lichens of green and grey on every side;
    29 lines
  • Marshlands
    A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim,
    And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh's brim.
    14 lines
  • The lost lagoon
    It is dusk on the Lost Lagoon,
    And we two dreaming the dusk away,
    15 lines
  • When George Was King
    Cards, and swords, and a lady's love,
    That is a tale worth reading,
    35 lines
  • The songster
    Music, music with throb and swing,
    Of a plaintive note, and long;
    20 lines
  • The overture
    October's orchestra plays softly on
    The northern forest with its thousand strings,
    4 lines
  • The firs
    There is a lonely minor chord that sings
    Faintly and far along the forest ways,
    6 lines
  • The camper
    Night 'neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim:
    Naught but the starlight lies 'twixt heaven, and him.
    12 lines
  • The cattle country
    Up the dusk-enfolded prairie,
    Foot-falls, soft and sly,
    24 lines
  • The sleeping giant (thunder bay, lake superior)
    When did you sink to your dreamless sleep
    Out there in your thunder bed?
    20 lines
  • Mosses
    The lost wind wandering, forever grieves
    Low overhead,
    6 lines
  • The trail to lillooet
    Sob of fall, and song of forest, come you here on haunting quest,
    Calling through the seas and silence, from God's country of the west.
    16 lines
  • The king's consort
    I
    Love, was it yesternoon, or years agone,
    27 lines
  • The indian corn planter
    He needs must leave the trapping and the chase,
    For mating game his arrows ne'er despoil,
    16 lines
  • Workworn
    Across the street, an humble woman lives;
    To her 'tis little fortune ever gives;
    34 lines
  • In Grey Days
    Measures of oil for others,
      Oil and red wine,
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Rainfall
    From out the west, where darkling storm-clouds float,
    The 'waking wind pipes soft its rising note.
    16 lines
  • The lifting of the mist
    All the long day the vapours played
    At blindfold in the city streets,
    24 lines
  • The quill worker
    Plains, plains, and the prairie land which the sunlight floods and fills,
    To the north the open country, southward the Cyprus Hills;
    24 lines
  • The mariner
    Once more adrift.
    O'er dappling sea and broad lagoon,
    26 lines
  • In The Shadows
    I am sailing to the leeward,
    Where the current runs to seaward
    61 lines
  • The riders of the plains
    Who is it lacks the knowledge? Who are the curs that dare
    To whine and sneer that they do not fear the whelps in the Lion's lair?
    40 lines
  • Prairie greyhounds (C.P.R. NO. 2, Eastbound)
    I swing to the land of morn;
    The grey old east with its grey old seas,
    15 lines
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