Poems begining by L
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Low In The Grave He Lay
© Robert Wadsworth Lowry
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph over His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Lullaby
© Lola Ridge
Rock-a-by baby, woolly and brown…
(There's a shout at the door an' a big red light…)
Lil' coon baby, mammy is down…
Han's that hold yuh are steady an' white…
Lines To A Withered Leaf Seen On A Poet's Table
© Jones Very
Poet's hand has placed thee there,
Autumn's brown and withered scroll!
Though to outward eye not fair,
Thou hast beauty for the soul,
Love's Rose
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
I.
Hopes, that swell in youthful breasts,
Live not through the waste of time!
Loves rose a host of thorns invests;
Love Magical
© Roderic Quinn
IF you had been where I have been
(Grey, grey the skies above),
And you had seen what I have seen,
You would not laugh at love.
Life Without Health
© William Watson
Behold life builded as a goodly house
And grown a mansion ruinous
Lone Pine
© Edward Harrington
Lone Pine! Lone Pine! Our hearts are numbly aching
For those who come no more,
Limerick: There was an Old Man of Columbia
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Man of Columbia,
Who was thirsty, and called out for some beer;
But they brought it quite hot,
In a small copper pot,
Which disgusted that man of Columbia.
Le Chene De Ceres
© André Marie de Chénier
Allons chanter, assis dans les saintes forêts,
Sous ce chêne orgueilleux, favori de Cérès,
Qui loin autour de lui porte un immense ombrage,
Tu vois, de tous côtés pendant à son feuillage,
Couronnes et bandeaux et bouquets entassés,
Doux monuments des voeux par Cérès exaucés.
Les Chats (Cats)
© Charles Baudelaire
Les amoureux fervents et les savants austères
Aiment également, dans leur mûre saison,
Les chats puissants et doux, orgueil de la maison,
Qui comme eux sont frileux et comme eux sédentaires.
Love's Last Adieu
© George Gordon Byron
The roses of love glad the garden of life,
Though nurtured 'mid weeds dropping pestilent dew,
Till time crops the leaves with unmerciful knife,
Or prunes them for ever, in love's last adieu!
Lost In The Forest
© Pablo Neruda
Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.
Lucasta Paying Her Obsequies To The Chast Memory Of My Dear
© Richard Lovelace
I.
See! what an undisturbed teare
She weepes for her last sleepe;
But, viewing her, straight wak'd a Star,
She weepes that she did weepe.
Late Came the God
© Rudyard Kipling
Late came the God, having sent his forerunners who were
not regarded-
Limerick: There was an Old Man of the Dee
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Man of the Dee,
Who was sadly annoyed by a flea;
When he said, 'I will scratch it,'
They gave him a hatchet,
Which grieved that Old Man of the Dee.
Local Stop, Sheridan Square
© Eli Siegel
I
The subways, as usual, take emotions north and south.
When you are in a subway, emotion goes with you.
Emotion for thousands has come to a stop at Christopher Street, which is another name for Sheridan Square
Like to a Coin
© Arlo Bates
LIKE to a coin, passing from hand to hand,
Are common memories, and day by day
Love #2.
© Robert Crawford
The small, white, soft hand of a maid can shoot
A bolt will bar a giant's way; and, oh!
The dreamy Love is a unique magician,
That, tender as the maiden's lily hand,
Is yet as sinewy retentive as
The bolt that bars the giant's way.
