Small English Poems / Ghazals

Silver (Walter de la Mare, 1873 - 1956)
Slowly,silently,now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers, and sees, Silver fruit upon silver trees;
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One by one the casements catch Her beams beneath the silvery thatch; Couched in his kennel, like a log, With paws of silver sleeps the dog; From their shadowy cote the pink breasts peep Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep; A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws, and silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream.
Yours and yours and yours ( Leo Marks )
The life that I have Is all that I have And the life that I have Is yours.
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The love that I have Of the life that I have Is yours and yours and yours. A sleep I shall have A rest I shall have Yet death will be but a pause. For the peace of my years In the long green grass Will be yours and yours and yours.
Lying (Jane Hirshfield)
He puts his brush to the canvas, with one quick stroke unfolds a bird from the sky. Steps back, considers. Takes pity. Unfolds another.
Self Pity ( D. H. Lawrence )
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Fog ( Carl Sandburg )
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
George Mendoza
I stood in the wind and tried to capture it. But when I saw the butterfly flying flat and low- I let the wind go, I let it go.
English Ghazals
I hate to think of the day that gives me pain at night But I still recall the Sun that used to rain at night.Read Here
From HOW SKY HOLDS THE SUN
sunshine shifting the earth; in your eyes candles flickering sudden fog hiding the ocean we see each other in a new, pale light rainbows come rainbows go you, my treasure, remain
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alone together we listen to the wind blowing souls of our past dreams against the windowpane narrow mountain road at each corner you tense, stare straight ahead, until, at the top, we stop to see the world at our feet
My higher self declared: "Above all, I want to see." My lower self replied: "If you truly want to see, you must, first, acknowledge me."
Amazing Sisters (Robert Silverman's Page)
My higher self declared: "Above all, I want to see." My lower self replied: "If you truly want to see, you must, first, acknowledge me."

