David Herbert Lawrence Poems on Sadness (15 Poems)

Last Words to Miriam (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)

Yours is the shame and sorrow, But the disgrace is mine; Your love was dark and thorough, Mine was the love of the sun for a flower He creates with his shine. I was diligent to explore you, Blossom you … Continue reading →

Submergence (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)

When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker round me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the great constellation, The place where a star used to be. Nay, though the pole-star Is blown out like a candle, … Continue reading →

Meeting Among the Mountains (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)

The little pansies by the road have turned Away their purple faces and their gold, And evening has taken all the bees from the thyme, And all the scent is shed away by the cold. Against the hard and pale … Continue reading →

Excursion (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)

I wonder, can the night go by; Can this shot arrow of travel fly Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the sky Of a dawned to-morrow, Without ever sleep delivering us From each other, or loosing the dolorous Unfruitful sorrow! What … Continue reading →

The Hands of the Betrothed (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)

Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth’s prudent and crude caress Means even less than her many words to me. Though her kiss betrays me also this, this … Continue reading →