Life poems

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Parted

© Alice Meynell

Farewell to one now silenced quite,
Sent out of hearing, out of sight,-
My friend of friends, whom I shall miss,
He is not banished, though, for this,-
Nor he, nor sadness, nor delight.

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To John Greenleaf Whittier

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHDAY

1887

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Yesterdays

© Robert Creeley

Sixty-two, sixty-three, I most remember 

As time W. C. Williams dies and we are 

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Mates

© Ada Cambridge


What brains these fragile webs enmesh!
 What soaring thought they tie!
What energies of soul and flesh

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Of The Nature Of Things: Book I - Part 03 - The Void

© Lucretius

But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked

About by body: there's in things a void-

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The Bogeyman

© Jack Prelutsky

In the desolate depths of a perilous place
the bogeyman lurks, with a snarl on his face.
Never dare, never dare to approach his dark lair
for he's waiting . . . just waiting . . . to get you.

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Among The Timothy

© Archibald Lampman

Long hours ago, while yet the morn was blithe,

Nor sharp athirst had drunk the beaded dew,

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In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 95

© Alfred Tennyson

By night we linger'd on the lawn,
 For underfoot the herb was dry;
 And genial warmth; and o'er the sky
The silvery haze of summer drawn;

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Maud XVIII: I have led her Home, my love, my only friend

© Alfred Tennyson

I have led her home, my love, my only friend,
There is none like her, none.
And never yet so warmly ran my blood
And sweetly, on and on
Calming itself to the long-wished-for end,
Full to the banks, close on the promised good.

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The Blue Booby

© James Tate

The blue booby lives

on the bare rocks

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from Omeros

© Derek Walcott

In hill-towns, from San Fernando to Mayagüez, 
the same sunrise stirred the feathered lances of cane 
down the archipelago’s highways. The first breeze

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Up at a Villa—Down in the City

© Robert Browning

(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality)
 Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare,
The house for me, no doubt, were a house in the city-square;
Ah, such a life, such a life, as one leads at the window there!

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Strangers

© Annie Finch

She turned to gold and fell in love.

She danced life upside down.

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High Noon at Los Alamos

© Hugo Williams

To turn a stone

with its white squirming

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Psalm 84

© Mary Sidney Herbert

How lovely is thy dwelling,

Great god, to whom all greatness is belonging!

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First Name Friends

© Edgar Albert Guest

Though some may yearn for titles great, and seek the frills of fame,
I do not care to have an extra handle to my name.
I am not hungry for the pomp of life's high dignities,
I do not sigh to sit among the honored LL. D.'s.
I shall be satisfied if I can be unto the end,
To those I know and live with here, a simple, first-name friend.

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Lyell’s Hypothesis Again

© Kenneth Rexroth

An Attempt to Explain the Former
Changes of the Earth's Surface by
Causes Now in Operation

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O

© Mary Sidney Herbert

Oh, what a lantern, what a lamp of light

  Is thy pure word to me

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In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport

© Emma Lazarus

Here, where the noises of the busy town,
 The ocean's plunge and roar can enter not,
We stand and gaze around with tearful awe,
 And muse upon the consecrated spot.