Category Archives: Collection of Poems

Together – Siegfried Sassoon

Splashing along the boggy woods all day, And over brambled hedge and holding clay, I shall not think of him: But when the watery fields grow brown and dim, And hounds have lost their fox, and horses tire, I know … Continue reading

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We May Live Together – Anne Bradstreet

If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole … Continue reading

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Green And Gold – Nomad Omnia

Nothing gold can stay’ You said…’but why? ‘ ‘It’s nature’s way’ (My weak reply) . Gold yields to green For green lives long Yet burns to gold At Autumn’s song

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Green – David Herbert Lawrence

The dawn was apple-green, The sky was green wine held up in the sun, The moon was a golden petal between. She opened her eyes, and green They shone, clear like flowers undone, For the first time, now for the … Continue reading

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The Green Bowl – Amy Lowell

This little bowl is like a mossy pool In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees; A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds, Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song … Continue reading

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Blank Joy – Rainer Maria Rilke

She who did not come, wasn’t she determined nonetheless to organize and decorate my heart? If we had to exist to become the one we love, what would the heart have to create? Lovely joy left blank, perhaps you are … Continue reading

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A Joy – Deva De Silva

It’s a joy smelling to high heavens At day’s end, tending my garden Dressed in mud Kissed by the sun It’s a joy singing old tunes Alone, in a crowd Loosing the key midway Pulling it off anyways It’s a … Continue reading

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