Poems begining by L
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Land’s End
© Weldon Kees
A day all blue and white, and we
Came out of woods to sand
And snow-capped waves. The sea
Rose with us as we walked, the land
Built dunes, a lighthouse, and a sky of gulls.
Lawyer and Child
© James Whitcomb Riley
How large was Alexander, father,
That parties designate
The historic gentleman as rather
Inordinately great?
Long Island Sound
© Emma Lazarus
I see it as it looked one afternoon
In August,— by a fresh soft breeze o’erblown.
Limerick: There was an Old Person of Prague
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Person of Prague,
Who was suddenly seized with the Plague;
But they gave his some butter,
Which caused him to mutter,
And cured that Old Person of Prague.
Love Sonnet XXXV
© Zora Bernice May Cross
He knows not perfect who has found the best,
Nor worth who would deny unworthiness.
But meanest flowers are fair as any rose
When blowing fragrant to our least behest.
So you are perfect in my heart no less
For that unworthiness my poor mind knows.
Lines: The cold earth slept below
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
I.
The cold earth slept below;
Above the cold sky shone;
And all around,
Last Words
© Emily Jane Brontë
I knew not 'twas so dire a crime
To say the word, "Adieu;"
But this shall be the only time
My lips or heart shall sue.
La Bella Donna Della Mia Mente
© Oscar Wilde
My limbs are wasted with a flame,
My feet are sore with travelling,
For, calling on my Lady's name,
My lips have now forgot to sing.
Leeburn Mill
© William Barnes
Ov all the meäds wi' shoals an' pools,
Where streams did sheäke the limber zedge,
La Fraisne
© Ezra Pound
For I was a gaunt, grave councillor
Being in all things wise, and very old,
But I have put aside this folly and the cold
That old age weareth for a cloak.
Love's Mourner
© Augusta Davies Webster
Love faints that looks on baseness face to face:
Love pardons all; but by the pardonings dies,
With a fresh wound of each pierced through the breast.
And there stand pityingly in Love's void place
Kindness of household wont familiar-wise,
And faith to Love-faith to our dead at rest.
Love Recalled in Sleep
© Robert Fuller Murray
There was a time when in your face
There dwelt such power, and in your smile
I know not what of magic grace;
They held me captive for a while.
Liberté
© Paul Eluard
On my school notebooks
On my desk and on the trees
On the sands of snow
I write your name
Limerick: There was an Old Person of Mold
© Edward Lear
There was an Old Person of Mold,
Who shrank from sensations of cold,
So he purchased some muffs,
Some furs and some fluffs,
And wrapped himself from the cold.
Ladies First
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Pamela Purse yelled, "Ladies first,"
Pushing in front of the ice cream line.
Pamela Purse yelled, "Ladies first,"
Grabbing the ketchup at dinnertime.
Love In Disguise
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
"Oh! I am Love," she whispered low,
"And fain I too with Death would go;
My lovercold is he,
Who bids me fly the trysting-place."
She raised the veil from off her face
My Phyllis smiled on me!
