What Chris’mas Fetched The Wigginses (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the _weather_ is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I ...
Poems about wintertime (14 Poems)
Five Unwritten Leters (Henrikas Nagys Poems)
First letter:ADELAIDEYou have come alone. The thick fog of Adelaide Harborsmells of tar and poppies. The peculiar yellow sunof an ...
California Winter (Karl Shapiro Poems)
It is winter in California, and outsideIs like the interior of a florist shop:A chilled and moisture-laden cropOf pink camellias ...
A Dost O’ Blues (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
I' got no patience with blues at all! And I ust to kindo talk Aginst 'em, and claim, 'tel along last Fall, They ...
When The Green Gits Back In The Trees (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
In spring, when the green gits back in the trees, And the sun comes out and stays, And yer boots pulls on ...
By Any Other Name (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
First the teacher called the roll, Clos't to the beginnin', "Addeliney Bowersox!" Set the school a-grinnin'. Wintertime, and stingin'-cold When the session took up-- Cold as ...
The Seasons (James Weldon Johnson Poems)
W'en de leaves begin to fall,An' de fros' is on de ground,An' de 'simmons is a-ripenin' on de tree;W'en I ...
“Where The Sage Brush Grows” (D J O Malley Poems)
I'm living in an eastern stateAnd though I do my bestTo make it feel like home to meMy heart's still ...
There’ll be no one in the house… (Boris Pasternak Poems)
There'll be no one in the houseSave for twilight. All alone,Winter's day seen in the space that'sMade by curtains left ...
Song (Dominic Frank Moraes Poems)
I sowed my wild oatsBefore I was twenty.Drunkards and turncoatsI knew in plenty.Most friends betrayed me.Each new affairFurther delayed me.I ...
A Hill (Anthony Hecht Poem)
In Italy, where this sort of thing can occur, I had a vision once - though you understand It was ...
De Profundis (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I "Percussus sum sicut foenum, et aruit cor meum." - Ps. ci Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring ...
In Tenebris (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring again: Twice no one dies. Flower-petals flee; But since it once hath ...
Reaching Out (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A birch, fallen, extending reaching out, over the still-running water the bank starting to freeze, the water moving down below ...