Poems begining by D
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Deborah
© Thomas Parnell
O King subdu'd! O Woman born to fame!
O Wake my fancy for the glorious theme,
O wake my fancy with the sense of praise,
O wake with warblings of triumphant lays.
The Land you rise in sultry suns invade,
But where you rise to sing you'le find a shade.
Danny
© John Millington Synge
One night a score of Erris men,
A score I'm told and nine,
Said, "We'll get shut of Danny's noise
Of girls and widows dyin'.
Don't Kill That Fly!
© Kobayashi Issa
Look, don't kill that fly!
It is making a prayer to you
By rubbing its hands and feet.
Doctors
© Sara Teasdale
Every night I lie awake
And every day I lie abed
And hear the doctors, Pain and Death,
Conferring at my head.
Dedication--To My Wife
© William Ernest Henley
Take, dear, my little sheaf of songs,
For, old or new,
All that is good in them belongs
Only to you;
Dont Ask Me Why
© Alexander Pushkin
Dont ask me why, alone in dismal thought,
In times of mirth, Im often filled with strife,
And why my weary stare is so distraught,
And why I dont enjoy the dream of life;
Dare you see a Soul
© Emily Dickinson
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?
Then crouch within the door
Red is the Fire's common tint
But when the vivid Ore
Death Of A Favorite Chamber Maid
© George Moses Horton
O death, thy power I own,
Whose mission was to rush,
And snatch the rose, so quickly blown,
Down from its native bush;
The flower of beauty doom'd to pine,
Ascends from this to worlds divine.
December Notes by Nancy McCleery: American Life in Poetry #39 Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate 2004-20
© Ted Kooser
Many of us keep journals, but while doing so few of us pay much attention to selecting the most precise words, to determining their most effective order, to working with effective pauses and breath-like pacing, to presenting an engaging impression of a single, unique day. This poem by Nebraskan Nancy McCleery is a good example of one poet’s carefully recorded observations.
December Notes
The backyard is one white sheet
Where we read in the bird tracks
Don Juan: Canto The Eleventh
© George Gordon Byron
When Bishop Berkeley said 'there was no matter,'
And proved it--'twas no matter what he said:
Dixie's Land
© Daniel Decatur Emmett
I wish I was in de land ob cotton,
Old times dar am not forgotten;
Die Redlichkeit
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
So weit sich laesst die Welt durchwandern,
Klagt ein verlarvter Schelm dem andern
Die selbstverschuldte Seltenheit
Der nie geuebten Redlichkeit.
Da Boy From Rome
© Thomas Augustine Daly
To-day ees com' from Eetaly
A boy ees leeve een Rome,
An' he ees stop an' speak weeth me --
I weesh he stay at home.
Dora
© Charles Harpur
Im happy now in thinking how happy I was then,
When towards the glowing west my love went homeward down the glen;
Went homeward down the glen, while my comfort surer grew,
Till methought the old-faced hills at looked as they were happy too.
Dedicatory Poem: To George Sigerson, Poet And Scholar
© Padraic Colum
Two men of art, they say, were with the sons
Of Milé,a poet and a harp player,
When Milé, having taken Ireland, left
The land to his sons rule; the poet was
Cir, and fair Cendfind was the harp player.
David In The Cave Of Adullam
© Charles Lamb
David and his three captains bold
Kept ambush once within a hold.
Donna Mi Prega
© Ezra Pound
Safe may'st thou go my canzon whither thee pleaseth
Thou art so fair attired that every man and each
Shall praise thy speech
So we have sense or glow with reason's fire,
To stand with other
hast thou no desire.
