After Rain (Edward Thomas Poems)
The rain of a night and a day and a nightStops at the lightOf this pale choked day. The peering ...
Edward Thomas Poems on Nature (27 Poems)
Lob (Edward Thomas Poems)
At hawthorn-time in Wiltshire travellingIn search of something chance would never bring,An old man's face, by life and weather cutAnd ...
The Other (Edward Thomas Poems)
The forest ended. Glad I wasTo feel the light, and hear the humOf bees, and smell the drying grassAnd the ...
Man and Dog (Edward Thomas Poems)
''Twill take some getting.' 'Sir, I think 'twill so.' The old man stared up at the mistletoe That hung too ...
Haymaking (Edward Thomas Poems)
After night's thunder far away had rolledThe fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold,And in the perfect blue the ...
Old Man (Edward Thomas Poems)
Old Man, or Lads-Love, - in the name there's nothingTo one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man, The hoar ...
As the Team’s Head- Brass (Edward Thomas Poems)
As the team's head-brass flashed out on the turnThe lovers disappeared into the wood.I sat among the boughs of the ...
Aspens (Edward Thomas Poems)
All day and night, save winter, every weather,Above the inn, the smithy and the shop, The aspens at the cross-roads ...
The Gallows (Edward Thomas Poems)
There was a weasel lived in the sunWith all his family,Till a keeper shot him with his gunAnd hung him ...
The Barn (Edward Thomas Poems)
They should never have built a barn there, at all -Drip, drip, drip! - under that elm tree,Though when it ...
The Ash Grove (Edward Thomas Poems)
Half of the grove stood dead, and those that yet lived madeLittle more than the dead ones made of shade.If ...
The Green Roads (Edward Thomas Poems)
The green roads that end in the forestAre strewn with white goose feathers this June,Life marks left behind by someone ...
I Never Saw that Land Before (Edward Thomas Poems)
I never saw that land before,And now can never see it again;Yet, as if by acquaintance hoarEndeared, by gladness and ...
House and Man (Edward Thomas Poems)
One hour: as dim he and his house now lookAs a reflection in a rippling brook,While I remember him; but ...
The Lofty Sky (Edward Thomas Poems)
To-day I want the sky,The tops of the high hills,Above the last man's house,His hedges, and his cows,Where, if I ...
Beauty (Edward Thomas Poems)
What does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease, No man, woman, or child alive could please Me now. ...
Gone, Gone Again (Edward Thomas Poems)
Gone, gone again, May, June, July, And August gone, Again gone by, Not memorable Save that I saw them go, ...
Bob’s Lane (Edward Thomas Poems)
Women he liked, did shovel-bearded Bob,Old Farmer Hayward of the Heath, but heLoved horses. He himself was like a cobAnd ...
Birds’ Nests (Edward Thomas Poems)
he summer nests uncovered by autumn wind,Some torn, others dislodged, all dark,Everyone sees them: low or high in tree,Or hedge, ...
Interval (Edward Thomas Poems)
Gone the wild day:A wilder nightComing makes wayFor brief twilight.Where the firm soaked roadMounts and is lostIn the high beech-woodIt ...
Digging 2 (Edward Thomas Poems)
To-day I thinkOnly with scents, - scents dead leaves yield,And bracken, and wild carrot's seed,And the square mustard field;Odours that ...
The Hollow Wood (Edward Thomas Poems)
Out in the sun the goldfinch flitsAlong the thistle-tops, flits and twitsAbove the hollow woodWhere birds swim like fish -Fish ...
Aspens (Edward Thomas Poems)
All day and night, save winter, every weather, Above the inn, the smithy and the shop, The aspens at the ...
Beauty (Edward Thomas Poems)
WHAT does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease, No man, woman, or child alive could please Me now. ...
Bob’s Lane (Edward Thomas Poems)
Women he liked, did shovel-bearded Bob, Old Farmer Hayward of the Heath, but he Loved horses. He himself was like ...
Old Man (Edward Thomas Poems)
Old Man, or Lads-Love, - in the name there's nothing To one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man, The ...
As the Team’s Head- Brass (Edward Thomas Poems)
As the team's head-brass flashed out on the turn The lovers disappeared into the wood. I sat among the boughs ...