All Poems
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Whydo they shut Me out of Heaven?
© Emily Dickinson
Whydo they shut Me out of Heaven?
Did I singtoo loud?
ButI can say a little "Minor"
Timid as a Bird!
ER ZAGRIFIZZIO D'ABBRAMO II (Abraham's Sacrifice 2)
© Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
Doppo fatta un boccon de colazzione
Partirno tutt'e quattro a giorno chiaro,
E camminorno sempre in orazzione
Pe quarche mijo ppiù der centinaro.
Freedom in Faith
© Charles Harpur
HIS MIND alone is kingly who (though one)
But venerates of present things or past
The Sower
© James Russell Lowell
I saw a Sower walking slow
Across the earth, from east to west;
His hair was white as mountain snow,
His head drooped forward on his breast.
The Fury Of Rain Storms
© Anne Sexton
The rain drums down like red ants,
each bouncing off my window.
The Sun's Last Ray
© Anonymous
Upon the blue mountain I stood,
Upon the mountain as he sank into the Rivers of Night:
The camps of the clouds in the heavens were shining with evening fires, many-colored,
And the pools on the plain below gleamed with many reflections:
All things were made precious with the Day's last ray.
Adventure Bay
© Kenneth Slessor
SOPHIE'S my world . . . my arm must soon or later
Like Francis Drake turn circumnavigator,
Stem the dark tides, take by the throat strange gales
And toss their spume to stars unknown, as kings
"The La Grippe"
© George Ade
I overlook the sundry breaks of common conversation
And do my wincing inwardly when some " I seen " creeps in.
To wretched double negatives some friends are quite addicted;
They knife the good King's English and then revel in its gore;
These crude idiosyncrasies are never contradicted,
For I would not seem pedantic or appear a learned bore.
The Lone Soul
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
The world has many lovers, but the one
She loves the best is he within whose heart
A Story of the Sea-Shore
© George MacDonald
It was a simple tale, a monotone:
She climbed one sunny hill, gazed once abroad,
Then wandered down, to pace a dreary plain;
Alas! how many such are told by night,
In fisher-cottages along the shore!
Nobody's Lookin' But De Owl An' De Moon
© James Weldon Johnson
Nobody's lookin' but de owl an' de moon,
An' de night is balmy; fu' de month is June;
Come den, Honey, won't you? Come to meet me soon,
W'ile nobody's lookin' but de owl an' de moon.
Aager And Eliza (From The Old Danish)
© George Borrow
Have ye heard of bold Sir Aager,
How he rode to yonder isle;
There he saw the sweet Eliza,
Who upon him deignd to smile.
Alec Yeaton's Son
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The wind it wailed, the wind it moaned,
And the white caps flecked the sea;
"An' I would to God," the skipper groaned,
"I had not my boy with me!
Rosemary
© Madison Julius Cawein
Above her, pearl and rose the heavens lay;
Around her, flowers scattered earth with gold,
Or down the path in insolence held sway--
Like cavaliers who ride the elves' highway--
Scarlet and blue, within a garden old.
Twilight in the Garden
© Lucy Maud Montgomery
The scent of the earth is moist and good
In the dewy shade
Of the tall, dark poplars whose slender tops
Against the sunset bloom are laid,
And a robin is whistling in the copse
By the dim spruce wood.
