To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June. ~Jean-Paul Sartre
Tag Archives: Poem
December
When dark December glooms the day, And takes our autumn joys away; When short and scant the sun-beam throws, Upon the weary waste of snows… ~Walter Scott, Marmion, 1808 Source: Quote Garden
October
now its October the days are getting shorter the air a tad cooler …. the leaves slowly turning their collective colors soon to be naked indicating winter is on its way
Walking Aimlessly
early morning coffee in hand pounding the pavement saying hi to everyone yet no plan as to where he is going
Yeah
Oh happy days Etched in clay Oh happy days In a loving way
William Blake Poem
“To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour.” ~ William Blake ‘Auguries of Innocence’ (c. 1803)
To See A World ~ William Blake
George Cooper, October’s Party
October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came– The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band. -George Cooper, October’s Party
Christina Rossetti Poem: Changing Seasons
“January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny June Brings longest day; In scorched July The storm-clouds fly, Lightning-torn; August bears corn, September fruit; In rough October Earth must disrobe her; Stars fall and shoot In keen November; And night isContinue reading “Christina Rossetti Poem: Changing Seasons”
John Donne ~ Autumn
No spring nor summer’s beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one Autumnal face…. ~John Donne, “Elegy IX: The Autumnal”
Poem: Walt Whitman, Miracles
“As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or stand under the trees in the woods, Or talk by dayContinue reading “Poem: Walt Whitman, Miracles”
Jamie Lynn Morris Poem
Like butterflies in Spring Poetry awakens the Spirit, stirs the imagination and explores the possibilities with each stroke of its rhythmic wings. ~Jamie Lynn Morris
Philosophical Poem
See without looking, hear without listening, breathe without asking. ~W.H. Auden
Steven Wright Quote
“I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.” – Steven Wright http://www.bquot.es/s/1815
A Pondering Mind 
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