Poems begining by L
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La Cloche De Louisbourg
© Nérée Beauchemin
CETTE vieille cloche d'église
Qu'une gloire en larmes encor
Blasonne, brode et fleurdelise,
Rutile à nos yeux comme l'or.
Leave off the Agony in Style
© Julia A Moore
Come all ye good people, listen to me, pray,
While I speak of fashion and style of today;
If you will notice, kind hearts it will beguile,
To keep in fashion and putting on style.
Lincoln, 1809--February 12, 1909
© Madison Julius Cawein
Yea, this is he, whose name is synonym
Of all that's noble, though but lowly born;
Life And Song.
© Sidney Lanier
"If life were caught by a clarionet,
And a wild heart, throbbing in the reed,
Should thrill its joy and trill its fret,
And utter its heart in every deed,
Love
© Joseph Brodsky
Twice I awoke this night, and went
to the window. The streetlamps were
a fragment of a sentence spoken in sleep,
leading to nothing, like omission points,
Love Compared
© Nizar Qabbani
I do not resemble your other lovers, my lady
should another give you a cloud
La Corona
© John Donne
Deign at my hands this crown of prayer and praise,
Weaved in my lone devout melancholy,
Lovers
© Edward Thomas
The two men in the road were taken aback.
The lovers came out shading their eyes from the sun,
Laolao Ting Pavilion
© Li Po
What place under heaven most hurts the heart?
Laolao Ting, for seeing visitors off.
The spring wind knows how bitter it is to part,
The willow twig will never again be green.
La Cueillette des Cerises
© François Coppée
Espiègle! j'ai bien vu tout ce que vous faisiez,
Ce matin, dans le champ planté de cerisiers
Où seule vous étiez, nu-tête, en robe blanche.
Caché par le taillis, j'observais. Une branche,
Lorelei
© Sylvia Plath
It is no night to drown in:
A full moon, river lapsing
Black beneath bland mirror-sheen,
Lifes a Cigar
© George Gordon McCrae
Lifes a cigar: the wasting body glows;
The head turns white as Kosciuskos snows;
And, with the last soul-fragrance still in air,
The ashes slowly sink in soft repose.
Long Ago
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Hang a vine by de chimney side,
An' one by de cabin do';
An' sing a song fu' de day dat died,
De day of long ergo.
Love And Grief
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Out of my heart, one treach'rous winter's day,
I locked young Love and threw the key away.
Let Us Forget
© James Whitcomb Riley
Let us forget. What matters it that we
Once reigned o'er happy realms of long-ago,
Litany for Dictatorships
© Stephen Vincent Benet
For all those beaten, for the broken heads,
The fosterless, the simple, the oppressed,
The ghosts in the burning city of our time ...
Lemnos Harbour
© Leon Gellert
The island sleeps,-but it has no delight
For em, to whom that sleep has been unkind.
My thoughts are long of what seems long ago,
And long, too, are my dreams. I do not know
These trailing glories of the star-strewn night
Or the slow sough of the wind.
Love Gustatory
© Franklin Pierce Adams
Myrtilla, I have seen you eat--
Have heard you drink, to be precise--
Your soup, and, notwithstanding, sweet,
The gurgitation wasn't nice,
I overlooked a tiny fault
Like that with just a grain of salt.
