Poems begining by D
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Death and Co
© Sylvia Plath
Two, of course there are two.
It seems perfectly natural now——
The one who never looks up, whose eyes are lidded
And balled¸ like Blake's.
Who exhibits
Davis Matlock
© Edgar Lee Masters
Suppose it is nothing but the hive:
That there are drones and workers
Dreaming
© Omar Khayyám
Dreaming when Dawn’s Left Hand was in the Sky,
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
“Awake, my Little ones, and fill the cup
Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.”
Death
© John Donne
DEATH be not proud though some have call¨¨d thee
Mighty and dreadful for thou art not so:
Dickinson Poems by Number
© Emily Dickinson
One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
There's only one recorded,
But both belong to me.
Divine Epigrams: Samson to his Delilah
© Richard Crashaw
Could not once blinding me, cruel, suffice?
When first I look'd on thee, I lost mine eyes.
Dining Alone
© Zitner Sheldon
So all of you decided not to appearfor our usual at the usual time and place
Deus Abconditus
© Zitner Sheldon
Where women groan in labour He does not goto uncurl the clubfoot or forestall dementia,
Defeat
© Woodrow Constance
Between the grey monotony of sky And darker grey monotony of seaA solitary seagull passes by, Beating the air, and screaming plaintively.
Danny Boy
© Weatherly Frederick Edward
Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to glen, and down the mountain side,The summer's gone, and all the roses fallingIt's you, it's you must go, and I must bide
Dream-fishing
© Albert Durrant Watson
Into the silent stream Of consciousness I flungDeep nets of sleep, and caught the dream That Love is always young.
Dithyramb
© Warren John Byrne Leicester
Sunbright ale is royal food,Jarring cups disloyal feud. I will cheer my soaking mood Till the orchards reel.
Death of the Eagle
© Taylor Edward Robeson
Although beyond the eternal snows, aspiresThe vast-winged eagle still to loftier air,That nearer to the sun in blue more clearHe may renew his eyeball's splendid ires.
