Poems begining by F
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Filthy Savior
© Laure-Anne Bosselaar
there it goes, letting the wind
push it, suck it into a cloud; then its
gone like some vague, inhuman
longing as the rain lifts, and the suburbs
emerge in dirty white light.
For The Future
© Wendell Berry
Planting trees early in spring,
we make a place for birds to sing
in time to come. How do we know?
They are singing here now.
There is no other guarantee
that singing will ever be.
Forgotten Language
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
Faery Songs
© John Keats
I.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
For a Picture of the Last Judgement
© William Blake
The Caverns of the Grave I've seen,
And these I show'd to England's Queen.
For A Fatherless Son
© Sylvia Plath
You will be aware of an absence, presently,
Growing beside you, like a tree,
Foreign Missions in Battle Array
© Vachel Lindsay
An endless line of splendor,
These troops with heaven for home,
With creeds they go from Scotland,
With incense go from Rome.
From The Spanish Of Villegas
© William Cullen Bryant
'Tis sweet, in the green Spring,
To gaze upon the wakening fields around;
Birds in the thicket sing,
Winds whisper, waters prattle from the ground;
A thousand odours rise,
Breathed up from blossoms of a thousand dyes.
From "Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship" - Book V, Chap. X
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
SING no more in mournful tones
Of the loneliness of night;
Factory Windows are Always Broken
© Vachel Lindsay
FACTORY windows are always broken.
Somebody's always throwing bricks,
Somebody's always heaving cinders,
Playing ugly Yahoo tricks.
For An Oil Painting Of Mrs. William Morris
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
CONJUGE clara poetâ et præclarissima formâ,
Denique picturâ clara sit illa meâ.
Footnote To Howl
© Allen Ginsberg
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
From One Augur to Another
© Emma Lazarus
So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine,
You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea
Funeral Libation (At Gautiers Tomb)
© Stéphane Mallarme
To you, gone emblem of our happiness!
Greetings, in pale libation and madness,
Fast Anchor'd, Eternal, O Love
© Walt Whitman
FAST-ANCHOR'D, eternal, O love! O woman I love!
O bride! O wife! more resistless than I can tell, the thought of you!
-Then separate, as disembodied, or another born,
Ethereal, the last athletic reality, my consolation;
I ascend-I float in the regions of your love, O man,
O sharer of my roving life.
Fuzzy-Wuzzy
© Rudyard Kipling
(Soudan Expeditionary Force)
We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
