Poems begining by S

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Six Years Later

© Joseph Brodsky

So long had life together been that nowthe second of January fell againon Tuesday, making her astonished browlift like a windshield wiper in the rain, so that her misty sadness cleared, and showed a cloudless distance waiting up the road

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Sweet silence after bells

© Christopher John Brennan

Sweet silence after bells!deep in the enamour'd earsoft incantation dwells.

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Stew Meat Blues

© Bogan Lucille

A man say I have something, look like new

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Shave 'Em Dry

© Bogan Lucille

I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb

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Snow

© Blodgett E. D.

Where we are, aspects of God are everywhere

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Sea

© Blodgett E. D.

When I woke, it was not skin I felt upon my body

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Sensation

© Bithell Jethro

In summer evenings blue, pricked by the wheatOn rustic paths the thin grass I shall tread,And feel its freshness underneath my feet,And, dreaming, let the wind bathe my bare head.

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Stonehenge

© Binyon Heward Laurence

Gaunt on the cloudy plainStand the great Stones,Dwarfed in the vast reachOf a sky that owns

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Self

© Benson Arthur Christopher

This is my chiefest torment, that behind The brave and subtle spirit, the swift brain, There sits and shivers, in a cell of pain,A groping atom, melancholy, blind,Which is myself; -- though, when spring suns are kind, And rich leaves riot in the genial rain, I cheat him, dreaming: slip my rigorous chain,Free as a skiff before the dancing wind

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Song from Abdelazar

© Aphra Behn

Love in fantastic triumph sat, Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd,For whom fresh pains he did create, And strange tyrannic power he shew'd;From thy bright eyes he took his fire, Which round about in sport he hurl'd;But 'twas from mine he took desire Enough to undo the amorous world

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She

© Margaret Atwood

The snake hunts and sinewshis way along and is not his ownidea of viciousness

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Saltimbanques

© Guillaume Apollinaire

Dans la plaine les baladinsS'éloignent au long des jardinsDevant l'huis des auberges grisesPar les villages sans églises

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Swarte Smekyd Smethes

© Anonymous

Swarte smekyd smethes, smateryd wyth smoke,Dryue me to deth wyth den of here dyntes

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Summe Men Sayon that Y am Blac

© Anonymous

Summe men sayon that Y am blac. Yt ys a colour for my prow.Ther Y loue ther ys no lac. Y may not be so wyte as thou.

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Stay with Me, God

© Anonymous

Stay with me, God. The night is dark,The night is cold: my little sparkOf courage dies. The night is long;Be with me, God, and make me strong.

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St. Stephen and Herod

© Anonymous

Seynt Stevene was a clerk in Kyng Herowd{.e}s halle,And servyd him of bred and cloth, as every kyng befalle.

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Spring

© Anonymous

Lenten ys come with love to toun{

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Spende, and Gode schal Sende

© Anonymous

Spende, and God schal sende.Spare, and ermor care.

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Soldiers who wish to be a hero

© Anonymous

Soldiers who wish to be a heroAre practically zero.But those who wish to be civilians,Jesus, they run into millions.

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Sir Patrick Spence

© Anonymous

The king sits in Dumferling toune, Drinking the blude-reid wine:"O whar will I get guid sailor, To sail this schip of mine?"