All Poems
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Love And The Muse
© Mathilde Blind
STRUCK down by Love in cruel mood,
That I ever met Love I rued,
Bleeding and bruised I lay,
Wet was my face as with the salt sea spray.
Let You Not Say Of Me When I Am Old
© Edna St. Vincent Millay
In me no lenten wicks watch out the night;
I am the booth where Folly holds her fair;
Impious no less in ruin than in strength,
When I lie crumbled to the earth at length,
Let you not say, "Upon this reverend site
The righteous groaned and beat their breasts in prayer."
Sonnet XXXI
© Fernando António Nogueira Pessoa
I am older than Nature and her Time
By all the timeless age of Consciousness,
Of Holiness Of Life
© John Bunyan
Now, then, if holiness thou wouldst obtain,
And wouldst a tender Christian man remain,
The Unfound City
© Margaret Widdemer
THERE is a city burning in a dream
All women know and search for secretly;
The swift rose-hearted flame's eternal stream
Laps round the changeless towers eternally.
A inconstancia dos bens do mundo
© Gregorio de Matos Guerra
Nasce o Sol, e não dura mais que um dia,
Depois da Luz se segue a noite escura,
Em tristes sombras morre a formosura,
Em contínuas tristezas a alegria.
Mystical Rose, Pray For Us!
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
O aptly named, Illustrious One!
Thou art that flower fair
The Power Of Hell
© John Le Gay Brereton
There is no place, he said,
For love or pity here;
We dread and only dread
The moods that once were dear.
The Fever-Dream
© Caroline Norton
IT was a fever-dream; I lay
Awake, as in the broad bright day,
But faint and worn I drew my breath
Like those who wait for coming death;
Our Country
© Edgar Albert Guest
God grant that we shall never see
Our country slave to lust and greed;
Ode, Written On The Opening Of The Last Campaign
© Amelia Opie
Spring! thy impatient bloom restrain,
Nor wake so soon thy genial pow'r,
136 Syllables At Rocky Mountain Dharma Center
© Allen Ginsberg
Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks.
Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room - Thistles blossomed late afternoon.
Am Rhein. - No. II.
© Charles Godfrey Leland
AM Rhein! Acain am Rheine!
In boat oopon der Rhein!
De castle-bergs soft goldnen
Im Abendsonnenschein,
Nightmare For Future Reference
© Stephen Vincent Benet
"Not like this," he said. "I can show you the curve.
It looks like the side of a mountain, going down.
And faster, the last three months yes, a good deal faster.
I showed it to Lobenheim and he was puzzled.
It makes a neat problem yes?" He looked at me.
To Eleonora Duse In "The Dead City"
© Sara Teasdale
Were you a Greek when all the world was young,
Before the weary years that pass and pass,
Had scattered all the temples on the grass,
Before the moss to marble columns clung?
Dan McGann Declares Himself
© Edgar Albert Guest
Said Dan McGann to a foreign man who worked at the selfsame bench,
"Let me tell you this," and for emphasis he flourished a Stilson wrench;
He that is down needs fear no fall,
© John Bunyan
He that is down needs fear no fall,
He that is low no pride;
He that is humble ever shall
Have God to be his guide.
