The Carver In Stone (John Drinkwater Poems)
He was a man with wide and patient eyes,Grey, like the drift of twitch-fires blown in June,That, without fearing, searched ...
Poems about ploughlands (9 Poems)
Autumn, 1914 (Mary Webb Poems)
The scarlet-jewelled ashtree sighed - 'He cometh,For whom no wine is poured and no bee hummeth.'The huddled bean-sheaves under the ...
Dust (Mary Webb Poems)
On burning ploughlands, faintly blue with wheat,A three-horse roller toils, the wandering dustA nimbus round it. Shadow-coloured hillsHuddle beyond--hump-shouldered, kingly-headedOr ...
Time and Eternity (Piet Hein Poems)
Where the woods and ploughlandsof tradition and modernityrun into the never-endingdeserts of eternity,there I have my daily taskwhile time smoothly ...
Native-Born (Eve Maria Langley Poems)
In a white gully among fungus redWhere serpent logs lay hissing at the air,I found a kangaroo. Tall dewy,dead,So like ...
A Country God (Edmund Blunden Poems)
WHEN groping farms are lanterned upAnd stolchy ploughlands hid in grief,And glimmering byroads catch the dropThat weeps from sprawling twig ...
The Roads (C S Lewis Poems)
I stand on the windy uplands among the hills of DownWith all the world spread out beneath, meadow and sea ...
The Busy Heart (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...
Busy Heart, The (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Now that we've done our best and worst, and parted, I would fill my mind with thoughts that will not ...