A Dark Day (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Though Summer walks the world to-day With corn-crowned hours for her guard,Her thoughts have clad themselves in gray, And wait in Autumn's ...
Autumn Poems (1561 Poems)
I Am The Autumnal Sun (Henry David Thoreau Poems)
Sometimes a mortal feels in himself Nature— not his Father but his Mother stirswithin him, and he becomes immortal with ...
Sonnet LXXIV. Autumn, Whose Fruits Endure, Though Death Is On It. (Henry Alford Poems)
Autumn should be a youth wasted and wan, A flush upon his cheek, and in his eye Unhealthful fire; and there should ...
Autumnal (Katharine Tynan Poems)
THE Autumn leaves are dying quietly,Scarlet and orange, underfoot they lie; They had their youth and prime And now's the dying time;Alas, ...
Wintry Desires (Maurice Polydore-Marie-Bernard Maeterlinck Poems)
I mourn the lips of yesterday, Lips whose kisses are yet unborn, And the old desires outworn,Under sorrows hid away.Always rain on ...
The Partisan’s Funeral (Jonas Aistis Poems)
Crows croak standing in a circle, dogs fight,With terrified, hysterical voicesTreetops squeal as they toss in the wind,And you lie ...
Lover’s Gifts LIV: In The Beginning Of Time (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God'sdream two women. One is the dancer at the ...
Sonnet XXIX. “All things are dying round us; days and hours” (Henry Alford Poems)
All things are dying round us; days and hours, A multitudinous troop are passing on; Winter is fled, and spring hath shed ...
“A boat beneath a sunny sky” (Lewis Carroll Poems)
A boat beneath a sunny sky,Lingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of July -Children three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing ear,Pleased ...
Love and Humour (Herbert Ashley Asquith Poems)
WHEN first I saw you, in eclipse, A veil about your head,And wondered at those unseen lips With wit bediamonded:Then laughing down ...
Autumn (John Russell Hayes Poems)
'Tis golden Autumn, and a mellow haze Envelops all the dreamy countryside; Soon o'er the world will sweep a crimson tideOf fairy ...
The Fisherwoman (Ivan Bunin Poems)
"Who knocks? I won't get up. I will not openThe spray-soaked door of this old hut. How chillAnd how uneasy ...
October (John Payne Poems)
OCTOBER, May of the descending days,Mid-Spring of Autumn, on the shortening stairOf the year's eld abiding still and fair,A pause ...
Colour (William Henry Ogilvie Poems)
There's colour in the woodlands as far as eye can reach,Pale gold upon the elm-tree and bronze upon the beech;To ...
Life is but a Dream (Lewis Carroll Poems)
A boat, beneath a sunny skyLingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of JulyChildren three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing ear,Pleased ...
‘The Keeping’ (Zorika Petic Poems)
'The Keeping'ByCharles L. EastUnto my keepingwert thou given me,that I might love theewith all my soulto the end of my ...
Festus – L’Envoi (Philip James Bailey Poems)
Read this, world! He who writes is dead to thee,But still lives in these leaves. He spake inspired:Night and day, ...
The Pagan (George Orwell Poems)
So here are you, and here am I, Where we may thank our gods to be;Above the earth, beneath the sky, Naked ...
The Life-Forest (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
IN springtime of our youth, life's purpling shade,Foliage and fruit, do hang so thickly round,We seem glad tenants of enchanted ...
The Archipelago (Ivan Bunin Poems)
Like copper shone the autumn day. PoseidonAnd Aeolus moaned softly, mournfully.Huge, surging, lilac waves rose on the sea.Our ship dove ...
St. Francis (Jonas Aistis Poems)
The image of the evening is so ascetic.It is sad but good, my Lord!Around the sun St.Francis' wounds,The lilac trees ...
Still Life (Minoru Yoshioka Poems)
Inside the rigid-surfaced bowl of the night,increasing vividness,autumn fruit.Apple and pear and grape varieties,every one of them,piled up as they ...
Evocation (Jewell Miller Poems)
Something is calling ... calling through the rain,--I heard it first when I was but a child,Careless, among rose-brambles running ...
Street Lanterns (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poems)
Country roads are yellow and brown. We mend the roads in London town. Never a hansom dare come nigh, Never a cart goes ...
Emigre in Autumn (Dana Gioia Poems)
Walking down the garden pathFrom the house you do not own,Once again you think of howCool the autumns were at ...
Not Yet (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
NOT yet from the yellow west,Fade, light of the autumn dayFar lies my haven of rest,And rough the way.She has ...
Sonnet. The Human Seasons (John Keats Poems)
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, ...
The Barberry-Bus (Jones Very Poems)
The bush that has most briers and bitter fruitWaits till the frost has turned its green leaves red,Its sweetened berries ...
The Tree (Jones Very Poems)
I love thee when thy swelling buds appearAnd one by one their tender leaves unfold,As if they knew that warmer ...
Fading Days (Obadiah Cyrus Auringer Poems)
Filled with a quiet sadness nigh to tears,When tears come fresh from no ungentle spring,Beside this stream, whose tongue runs ...