Poems begining by B
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Buffalo Twang
© Barwin Gary
lost everything but my zitherlost everything but my zithertwang it goessproing when a string breaks
Bonnie James Campbell
© Anonymous
Hie upon Hielands, and laigh upon Tay,Bonnie George Campbell rode out on a day.
Blow, Northerne Wind
© Anonymous
Blow, northerne wynd, Send thou me my suetyng! Blow, northerne wynd, Blou, blou, blou!
Beauty Sat Bathing by a Spring
© Anonymous
Beauty sat bathing by a spring, Where fairest shades did hide her;The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her
Be Kind to Your Web-footed Friends
© Anonymous
Be kind to your web-footed friendsFor a duck may be somebody's motherBe kind to your friends in the swampWhere the weather is very cold and dampYou may think that this is the endWell, it's not, because there's one more chorusBe kind to your friends in the swampWhere the weather is very cold and damp
Barbara Allan
© Anonymous
It was in and about the Martinmas time, When the green leaves were a falling,That Sir John Græme, in the West Country, Fell in love with Barbara Allan.
Brenda Carbosier has hairy nostrils (#12)
© Agnew Wendy Jane
Brenda Carbosier has hairy nostrilsso the nose fairiescould cluster in thereand keep warmwaiting for her to eather pumpkin pie
By the Marshes of Tantramar
© Adams Mary Electa
Evening is falling with a star:I wander lonely and afarDown by the marshes of Tantramar.
Bestiary
© Earle Birney
an arkfull she isof undulant creaturesa cinnamon bearcubcurled in a warm ballthinking of honey & berriesnuts roots or evengrass jelly for supper
Blessens A-Left
© William Barnes
Lik' souls a-toss'd at sea I bore
Sad strokes o' trial, shock by shock,
Burial of Barber
© John Greenleaf Whittier
One more look of that dead face,
Of his murder's ghastly trace!
One more kiss, O widowed one!
Lay your left hands on his brow,
Lift you right hands up and vow
That his work shall yet be done.
Before Sleep
© Archibald Lampman
Now the creeping nets of sleep
Stretch about and gather nigh,
And the midnight dim and deep
Like a spirit passes by,
Trailing from her crystal dress
Dreams and silent frostiness.
Ballade Of Truisms
© William Ernest Henley
Him and his to know decay,
Where undimmed the lights that wane
Would remain,
If it could be always May.
Bahut Kathin Hai
© Amir Khusro
Bahut Kathin hai dagar panghat ki,
Kaisay main bhar laaun madhva say matki?
Paniya bharan ko main jo gayi thi,
Daud jhapat mori matki patki.
By The Bridge
© Arthur Wentworth Hamilton Eaton
WITH subtlest mimicry of wave and tide,
Of ocean storm, and current setting free,
Here by the bridge the river deep and wide,
Swaying the reeds along its muddy marge,
Speeds to the wharf the dusky coaling-barge
And dreams itself a commerce-quickening sea.
Barnham Water
© Robert Bloomfield
Fresh from the Hall of Bounty sprung,
With glowing heart and ardent eye,
Bartimeus Grown Old
© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Long years he dowered me with imperial day,
Bright-blossomed night and all the stars in trust.
Now I am blind again, and by the way
Wait still to catch his footsteps in the dust.
Surely he comes?and he will hear my cry,
Though he were stricken and dim and old as I.
Beautiful City
© Alfred Tennyson
Beautiful city, the centre and crater of European confusion,
O you with your passionate shriek for the rights of an equal
humanity,
How often your Re-volution has proven but E-volution
Rolld again back on itself in the tides of a civic insanity!
By The Sea
© Emily Dickinson
I started early, took my dog,
And visited the sea;
The mermaids in the basement
Came out to look at me.
