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Category Archives: Poetry
A Ritual to Each Other
This poem was written by an American poet by the name of William Stafford who was given the prestigious post of Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress in 1970- the 20th poet to be appointed that … Continue reading
Beatrice
The following poem by the Russian poet Nikolai Gumilev is my final contribution this year for poetry month. This poet and poem were a chance discovery as I was truly surfing the web for the first time. I’m dedicating it … Continue reading
The Bells
by Edgar Allan Poe Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that over sprinkle All the heavens, … Continue reading
Providence
by Joseph Addison When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I’m lost In wonder, love and praise. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least … Continue reading
The Hummingbird
by Edwin Markham Tell me, O Rose, what thing it is That now appears, now vanishes? Surely it took its fire-green hue From daybreaks that it glittered through: Quick, for this sparkle of the dawn Glints through the garden and … Continue reading
The Cloud
by Percy Bysshe Shelley I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken … Continue reading
April
Once again, it’s April and as you should know by now, this is poetry month. There will be a lot of my favorite poems which I haven’t put up before, a little more of Warwickshire in the form of … Continue reading
Promise Yourself…
The following is a set of New Year’s Resolutions. If everyone made such an effort to be a better person many of our long-suffered social ills would resolve themselves. Take it upon yourself to make the person inside your head … Continue reading
Merry Christmas
poem by Louisa May Alcott 1875 In the rush of early morning, When the red burns through the gray, And the wintry world lies waiting For the glory of the day, Then we hear a fitful rustling Just without upon … Continue reading
Florissant… Each Spring
On another shore we turned toward the future Seeking solace in each other heartache? hardships? sorrow? That was other people- elsewhere- not us not where we stood. I remember the sun smiling in that broad expansive fashion which Filled us … Continue reading →