Poems by William Wendell Riley

Wonderful land of the Rockies,
Land of the Titans and genii,
Mute as the dawn of creation,
...

The golden sun has climbed his golden stair.
From vantage his, he holds our summer land
In swe...

Cool, irrigating streams refresh these lands,
And give to us all Eden did enclose
Of bud, an...

When suns grow dim,
And stars do fall,
God's sovereign hand
Still rules o'er all. An...

Beyond the hills and prairies wide,
Far, far away from this fireside,
There's a sacred spot,...

I stood upon our western shore
And heard the ocean's billows roar,
And saw them toss and tumbl...

When we enter the portals
Of heaven and home,
And victory, eternal, is won,
Shall we stand...

Grand Canyon had no speech to make.
She never said a word.
While I viewed her matchless glory, ...