Poems begining by R
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Remember with affection
© Ivan Donn Carswell
Theyll always tell a story those
obscure mementos stacked on
dusty shelves, demure and silent like
the other gaudy tributes tacked
Ready to step into life
© Ivan Donn Carswell
This morning, coffee in hand, standing at the kitchen
window thinking of things that need to be done
I contemplated the post with a lean at the front gate
which I should right one day and wondered why;
Rangipo Desert
© Ivan Donn Carswell
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron
of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup
between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak,
sulphurous, sibilant among purer daughters
Retribution
© Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
When Egypt said, "Exterminate
The males among the Jews,
Fair Goshen's land make desolate
And bid them glad adieus:"
Robert Gould Shaw
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Far better the slow blaze of Learning's light,
The cool and quiet of her dearer fane,
Than this hot terror of a hopeless fight,
This cold endurance of the final pain,-
Since thou and those who with thee died for right
Have died, the Present teaches, but in vain!
Ruth
© Thomas Hood
She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Claspd by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of the sun,
Who many a glowing kiss had won.
Reminiscence
© Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Though I am native to this frozen zone
That half the twelvemonth torpid lies, or dead;
Rabbi Ismael
© John Greenleaf Whittier
THE Rabbi Ishmael, with the woe and sin
Of the world heavy upon him, entering in
Rainy Night
© Dorothy Parker
Ghosts of all my lovely sins,
Who attend too well my pillow,
Gay the wanton rain begins;
Hide the limp and tearful willow.
Rules and visions
© Dimitris P. Kraniotis
Life counts
the rules;
the sunset, their exceptions.
Rain drinks up
Randolph Of Roanoke
© John Greenleaf Whittier
O Mother Earth! upon thy lap
Thy weary ones receiving,
And o'er them, silent as a dream,
Thy grassy mantle weaving,
Resignation
© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller
Yes! even I was in Arcadia born,
And, in mine infant ears,
A vow of rapture was by Nature sworn;-
Yes! even I was in Arcadia born,
And yet my short spring gave me only-tears!
Red Faces
© Gertrude Stein
Red flags the reason for pretty flags.
And ribbons.
Ribbons of flags
And wearing material
Remembering Mountain Men
© William Stafford
I put my foot in cold water
and hold it there: early mornings
they had to wade through broken ice
to find the traps in the deep channel
Room to Roam
© George MacDonald
Strait is the path? He means we must not roam?
Yes; but the strait path leads into a boundless home.
Returned To Say
© William Stafford
When I face north a lost Cree
on some new shore puts a moccasin down,
rock in the light and noon for seeing,
he in a hurry and I beside him
Reconciliation
© Madison Julius Cawein
LISTEN, dearest! you must love me more,
More than you did before!
Hark, what a beating here of wings!
Never at rest,
Rimas XIV
© Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
Te vi un punto, y, flotando ante mis ojos
La imagen de tus ojos se quedo,
Como la mancha obscura, orlada en fuego,
Que flota y ciega, si se mira al sol.
Ring Out Your Bells
© Sir Philip Sidney
Ring out your bells, let mourning shows be spread;
For Love is dead--
All love is dead, infected
With plague of deep disdain;
Retreating Wind
© Louise Gluck
As I get further away from you
I see you more clearly.
Your souls should have been immense by now,
not what they are,
small talking things--
