Poems begining by S
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Sunset at Brattaggia
© Meyer Bruce
Somewhere south of Naples on the coast, cut into the suede hillside where it clings
Sunday, January 16, 2005
© Meyer Bruce
Say you managed just one word more on a sheet as paper-white as snow; a footprint, a miracle, it pointed ahead and others followed dutifully as pets stopping only to look forward and seize unfolding years perched on blue lines, wires carrying voices from eternity, never faltering for phrases, life, or song
Shiloh: A Requiem (April, 1862)
© Herman Melville
Skimming lightly, wheeling still, The swallows fly lowOver the field in clouded days, The forest-field of Shiloh --Over the field where April rainSolaced the parched ones stretched in painThrough the pause of nightThat followed the Sunday fight Around the church of Shiloh --The church so lone, the log-built one,That echoed to many a parting groan And natural prayer Of dying foemen mingled there --Foemen at morn, but friends at eve -- Fame or country least their care:(What like a bullet can undeceive!) But now they lie low,While over them the swallows skim, And all is hushed at Shiloh
Spanish Waters
© John Masefield
Spanish waters, Spanish waters, you are ringing in my ears,Like a slow sweet piece of music from the grey forgotten years;Telling tales, and beating tunes, and bringing weary thoughts to meOf the sandy beach at Muertos, where I would that I could be
Substitutions
© Macpherson Jay
Tedward was aWoolworth’s bear,Filling in forOne not there(Parents’ attic?Thrown away?Long-dulled need re-vived one day):Lost the arche-typal ted,Friendly TedwardDid instead.
Some Ghosts & Some Ghouls
© Macpherson Jay
While we loved those who never read our poems,Answered our letters, said the simple things weWaited so long for, and were too polite to See we were crying,
Seeing Meng Haoran Off at Yellow Crane Tower
© Li Bai
My friend has left the west where the Yellow Crane towersFor River Town green with willows and red with flowers
Swan
© David Herbert Lawrence
Far-offat the core of spaceat the quickof timebeatsand goes stillthe great swan upon the waters of all endingsthe swan within vast chaos, within the electron.
Stand Up! --
© David Herbert Lawrence
Stand up, but not for Jesus!It's a little late for that.Stand up for justice and a jolly life.I'll hold your hat.
Salve Deus Rex Iudæorum
© Lanyer Æmilia
Now Pontius Pilate is to judge the CauseOf faultlesse Jesus, who before him stands;Who neither hath offended Prince, nor Lawes,Although he now be brought in woefull bands:O noble Governour, make thou yet a pause,Doe not in innocent blood imbrue thy hands; But heare the words of thy most worthy wife, Who sends to thee, to beg her Sauiours life
Sometimes
© Jones Jr. Thomas S.
Across the fields of yesterday He sometimes comes to me,A little lad just back from play -- The lad I used to be.
Shadow River: Muskoka
© Emily Pauline Johnson
A stream of tender gladness,Of filmy sun, and opal tinted skies ;Of warm midsummer air that lightly liesIn mystic rings,Where softly swingsThe music of a thousand wingsThat almost tones to sadness.
Saison des Semailles: Le Soir
© Victor Marie Hugo
C'est le moment crépusculaire.J'admire, assis sous un portail,Ce reste de jour dont s'éclaireLa dernière heure du travail.
Stone, Steel, Dominions Pass (XXIV)
© Alfred Edward Housman
Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder.So leave alone the grass That I am under.All knots that lovers tie Are tied to sever;Here shall your sweetheart lie, Untrue for ever.
Sheep and Lambs
© Hinkson Katharine Tynan
All in the April evening, April airs were abroad,The sheep with their little lambs Passed me by on the road.
St. Louis Blues
© Handy William Christopher
I hate to see de evening sun go downHate to see de evenin' sun go downCause ma baby he done lef dis town
Strictly Germ-Proof
© Guiterman Arthur
The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophylactic PupWere playing in the garden when the Bunny gamboled up;They looked upon the Creature with a loathing undisguised; -It wasn't Disinfected and it wasn't Sterilized
