Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Poems about petal (31 Poems)
Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Petals (Amy Lowell Poem)
Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in ...
More Strong Than Time (Victor Hugo Poem)
Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet, Since I my pallid face between your hands ...
Dew-drop and Diamond (Robert Graves Poem)
The difference between you and her (whom I to you did once prefer) Is clear enough to settle: She like ...
Pearled Dew (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Bright blue sky shimmering light everything sharper in the clear morning sun Pearled dew the rain of last night shining ...
With Hands Raised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
With their hands raised like sacred dancers, moving to silent music the dance of the breath of God invisible breezes ...
How Fast the Bloom Fades (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How fast the bloom fades the flower falls to dust the petal shrivel, detach drop to the hungry ground reclaiming ...
Fallen Petals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Just fallen petals in the wet green grass shimmering in the late afternoon filtered sunlight after the rain rich color, ...
May Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A simple basket of spring flowers. A token of my love. A tradition begun. And enduring. Iris, tulip, forsythia, quince, ...
To Earthward (Robert Frost Poem)
Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once that seemed too much; I lived ...
I tie my Hat — I crease my Shawl (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I tie my Hat -- I crease my Shawl -- Life's little duties do -- precisely -- As the very ...
I pay — in Satin Cash (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I pay -- in Satin Cash -- You did not state -- your price -- A Petal, for a Paragraph ...
“Lethe” in my flower, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
"Lethe" in my flower, Of which they who drink In the fadeless orchards Hear the bobolink! Merely flake or petal ...
A sepal, petal, and a thorn (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn -- A flask of Dew -- A Bee or ...
Colophon (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
Colophon (Aleister Crowley Poem)
TO LAYLAH EIGHT-AND-TWENTY Lamp of living loveliness, Maid miraculously male, Rapture of thine own excess Blushing through the velvet veil ...
The Vision of the Archangels (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
Dining-Room Tea (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When you were there, and you, and you, Happiness crowned the night; I too, Laughing and looking, one of all, ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: Porcelain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Enigmas (Pablo Neruda Poems)
You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You ...
Ode To The Onion (Pablo Neruda Poems)
Onion, luminous flask, your beauty formed petal by petal, crystal scales expanded you and in the secrecy of the dark ...
The Curse (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Oh, lay my ashes on the wind That blows across the sea. And I shall meet a fisherman Out of ...
Green (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
The dawn was apple-green, The sky was green wine held up in the sun, The moon was a golden petal ...
Street Cries (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...