The God Called Poetry (Robert Graves Poems)
Now I begin to know at last,These nights when I sit down to rhyme,The form and measure of that vastGod ...
Robert Graves Poems on Love (24 Poems)
Recalling War (Robert Graves Poems)
Entrance and exit wounds are silvered clean,The track aches only when the rain reminds.The one-legged man forgets his leg of ...
Sullen Moods (Robert Graves Poems)
Love, do not count your labour lost Though I turn sullen, grim, retired Even at your side; my thought is crossed With fancies ...
Tom Taylor (Robert Graves Poems)
On pay-day nights, neck-full with beer,Old soldiers stumbling homeward here,Homeward (still dazzled by the sparkLove kindled in some alley dark)Young ...
True Johnny (Robert Graves Poems)
Mary: Johnny, sweetheart, can you be trueTo all those famous vows you've made?Will you love me as I love youUntil ...
A Lover Since Childhood (Robert Graves Poems)
Tangled in thought am I,Stumble in speech do I?Do I blunder and blush for the reason why?Wander aloof do I,Lean ...
The Beacon (Robert Graves Poems)
The silent shepherdess, She of my vows,Here with me exchanging love Under dim boughs.Shines on our mysteries A sudden spark--"Dout the candle, glow-worm, Let ...
Nine O’Clock (Robert Graves Poems)
I.Nine of the clock, oh! Wake my lazy head!Your shoes of red morocco, Your silk bed-gown:Rouse, rouse, speck-eyed Mary In your high bed!A ...
A First Review (Robert Graves Poems)
Love, Fear and Hate and Childish Toys Are here discreetly blent;Admire, you ladies, read, you boys, My Country Sentiment.But Kate says, "Cut ...
The Spoilsport (Robert Graves Poem)
My familiar ghost again Comes to see what he can see, Critic, son of Conscious Brain, Spying on our privacy. ...
The Poet in the Nursery (Robert Graves Poem)
The youngest poet down the shelves was fumbling In a dim library, just behind the chair From which the ancient ...
The Shivering Beggar (Robert Graves Poem)
NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man. It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, ...
The Frog and the Golden Ball (Robert Graves Poem)
She let her golden ball fall down the well And begged a cold frog to retrieve it; For which she ...
In the Wilderness (Robert Graves Poem)
Christ of His gentleness Thirsting and hungering, Walked in the wilderness; Soft words of grace He spoke Unto lost desert-folk ...
Marigolds (Robert Graves Poem)
With a fork drive Nature out, She will ever yet return; Hedge the flowerbed all about, Pull or stab or ...
Love Without Hope (Robert Graves Poem)
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let ...
I Hardly Remember (Robert Graves Poem)
I hardly remember your voice, but the pain of you floats in some remote current of my blood. I carry ...
To Lucasta on Going to the War – For the Fourth Time (Robert Graves Poem)
It doesn't matter what's the cause, What wrong they say we're righting, A curse for treaties, bonds and laws, When ...
To Juan at the Winter Solstice (Robert Graves Poem)
There is one story and one story only That will prove worth your telling, Whether as learned bard or gifted ...
Lost Love (Robert Graves Poem)
His eyes are quickened so with grief, He can watch a grass or leaf Every instant grow; he can Clearly ...
Down, Wanton, Down! (Robert Graves Poem)
Down, wanton, down! Have you no shame That at the whisper of Love's name, Or Beauty's, presto! up you raise ...
Counting The Beats (Robert Graves Poem)
You, love, and I, (He whispers) you and I, And if no more than only you and I What care ...
The Naked And The Nude (Robert Graves Poem)
For me, the naked and the nude (By lexicographers construed As synonyms that should express The same deficiency of dress ...
Symptoms of Love (Robert Graves Poem)
Love is universal migraine, A bright stain on the vision Blotting out reason. Symptoms of true love Are leanness, jealousy, ...