837 match(es) found in poems

"In White": Frost's Early Version Of Design

A dented spider like a snow drop white
On a white Heal-all, holding up a moth
Robert Frost

A White Rose

THE red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
John Boyle O'Reilly

White Comedy

I waz whitemailed
By a white witch,
Benjamin Zephaniah

In White

A dented spider like a snow drop white
On a white Heal-all, holding up a moth
Robert Frost

A White Christmas

'Twas the night before christmas.
With a blanket of white.
Carla Jean Laglia Esely

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

No matter what life you lead
the virgin is a lovely number:
Anne Sexton

A Christmas Carol, Sung to the King in the Presence at Whi..

What sweeter music can we bring,
Robert Herrick

(Winter Poems) Dreaming of a White Christmas

Has it all been said?
The Winter Wonderland,
Janice Windle

White Apples

when my father had been dead a week
I woke
Donald Hall

Black Stone on Top of a White Stone

I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,
On a day I already remember.
Cesar Vallejo

The White Man's Burden

Take up the White man's burden --
Send forth the best ye breed --
Rudyard Kipling

The White Mans Burden

Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
Pablo Neruda

The Little White Hearse

Somebody’s baby was buried to-day –
The empty white hearse from the grave rumbled back,
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

White Horses

Where run your colts at pasture?
Where hide your mares to breed?
Rudyard Kipling

Snow White's Acne

At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice,
or a fleck of her mother's red nail polish that had flaked off
Denise Duhamel

The White Cliffs

I have loved England, dearly and deeply,
Alice Duer Miller

Study In Orange And White

I knew that James Whistler was part of the Paris scene,
but I was still surprised when I found the painting
Billy Collins

The White Birds

I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
William Butler Yeats

The White Feather

A pure white feather floats silently towards the ground.
As it lands, I pick it up,
Ernestine Northover

White Houses

Your door is shut against my tightened face,
And I am sharp as steel with discontent;
Claude McKay

White Christmas

My folks think I'm a serving maid
Each time I visit home;
Robert William Service

The White Lilies

As a man and woman make
a garden between them like
Louise Gluck

Cherry White

I never see that prettiest thing-
A cherry bough gone white with Spring-
Dorothy Parker


A New Version: 1980
What is that little black thing I see there
Charles Simic

The Ballad of the White Horse

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
Gilbert Keith Chesterton

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