forget-me-nots Archives - Famous Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Quotes

In State (Forceythe Willson Poems)

I. O Keeper of the Sacred Key,And the Great Seal of Destiny,Whose eye is the blue canopy,Look down upon the ...

What One Says To The Poet On The Subject Of Flowers (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)

I Thus, ever, towards the azure nightWhere there quivers a topaz sea,Will function in your evening lightThe Lilies, those clysters ...

Homesick (Fay Inchfawn Poems)

I shut my eyes to rest 'em, just a bit ago it seems,An' back among the Cotswolds I ...

The Herb Of Grace (Elsie Cole Poems)

Find some freckled fern seed to sprinkle in your shoesAnd you may step invisible down the peopled street,Or curve about ...

The Brook (Alfred Lord Tennyson Poems)

I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To ...

The Shadow Of The Past (Alexander Anderson Poems)

As of old the river is singing, The woods are thick and green,The wind is swaying the branches, That the ...

And Does She Still Perceive (Christopher Brennan Poems)

And does she still perceive, her curtain drawn, white fields, where maiden Dawn is anguish'd with the untold approach of ...

The Spell (Edith Nesbit Poems)

OUR boat has drifted with the stream That stirs the river's full sweet bosom And now she stays ...

The Gentle Gardener (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)

I'd like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white ...

The Forest Pool (Edith Nesbit Poems)

LEAN down and see your little face Reflected in the forest pool, Tall foxgloves grow about the place, ...

To A Seed Merchant (Edna Jacues Poems)

Your catalog arrived today,Thanks for the cover bright and gayAnd all the lovely host it brought-Delphiniums, forget-me-nots,Nasturtiums, clustered to one ...

To Mother (Songs Of Dreams) (Ethel Clifford Poems)

Do you remember how at Airolo We went through fields in which wild lilies grew,With blue forget-me-nots and pansies pied, ...

Broken Glass (A P Herbert Poems)

The house still stands: but Hitler has had five shots.The glass, the maddening glass, is everywhere.We still are gathering glass ...

Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)

I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...

On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)

Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...

On – On – Poet (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)

I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...

On – On – Poet (Aleister Crowley Poem)