Morning poems
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A Frog's Fate
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Contemptuous of his home beyond
The village and the village-pond,
A large-souled Frog who spurned each byway
Hopped along the imperial highway.
The South-Wester
© George Meredith
Day of the cloud in fleets! O day
Of wedded white and blue, that sail
the feminine touch
© Rg Gregory
she came on a fine cool morning
the last of a course i was attending
as we crowded the pavement
waiting to be let in hello she said
in search of milk and paradise
© Rg Gregory
puddles idle in
the dips of surfaces
neglected for decades
Out Of Doors
© Edgar Albert Guest
The kids are out-of-doors once more;
The heavy leggins that they wore,
The Missionary - Canto Sixth
© William Lisle Bowles
The second moon had now begun to wane,
Since bold Valdivia left the southern plain;
from imperfect Eden
© Rg Gregory
(1)
and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant)
burly men packed in round solid tables
but what the helle (drowned in hellespont)
from Proverbs of Hell
© Rg Gregory
isnt that what things with the palsy
are supposed to do lovely lake
give the world the miracle it waits for
what a laugh that would be
Hom. IL. v. 403
© George MacDonald
If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,
Crave not too soon for victory, nor deem
Loud without the wind was roaring
© Emily Jane Brontë
"It was spring, and the skylark was singing:"
Those words they awakened a spell;
They unlocked a deep fountain, whose springing,
Nor absence, nor distance can quell.
Experience
© Jane Taylor
--A COSTLY good ; that none e'er bought or sold
For gem, or pearl, or miser's store, twice told :
Save certain watery pearls, possessed by all,
Which, one by one, may buy it as they fall.
Of these, though precious, few will not suffice,
So slow the traffic, and so large the price !
Abolition Of Slavery In The District Of Columbia, 1862
© John Greenleaf Whittier
When first I saw our banner wave
Above the nation's council-hall,
images of snow - february 1996
© Rg Gregory
snow is a thousand flowers
the chinese probably said
hundreds and thousands this morning
drop their garlands on my head
last night the festoons started
long before we went to bed
understanding lemons
© Rg Gregory
lemons dont let you admire yourself too much
they stick from their tree like awkward thoughts
demanding a truth be told even if the tongue
would prefer a far more sickly explanation
equanimity
© Rg Gregory
october stops the pretence
that somehow summer
should still be loitering around
it walks through the garden
The Grave
© Robert Blair
While some affect the sun, and some the shade,
Some flee the city, some the hermitage;
Their aims as various, as the roads they take
In journeying through life;the task be mine,
welsh experience
© Rg Gregory
called out by the sun
this easter saturday morning
i'm sitting on a bank
in pistyllgwyn
The Closed Door
© Duncan Campbell Scott
_The dew falls and the stars fall,
The sun falls in the west,
