841 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

White Comedy

I waz whitemailed
By a white witch,
Benjamin Zephaniah

A White Rose

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

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

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

In White

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

The White Cliffs

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

Black Stone on Top of a White Stone

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

Black and White Against the World

This World is Isolating
Rachel Spinelli

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

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

White Apples

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

The White Lilies

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

White Houses

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

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

Before the white chrysanthemum

Before the white chrysanthemum
the scissors hesitate
Yosa Buson

White Crane

I don't need to know any more about death
from the Japanese beetles
Dean Young

The White Knight's Song

'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or
'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate'
Lewis Carroll


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

The Little White Hearse

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

Cherry White

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

The White Seal

Oh! hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us,
And black are the waters that sparkled so green.
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 Ballad of the White Horse

Of great limbs gone to chaos,
Gilbert Keith Chesterton

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

What sweeter music can we bring,
Robert Herrick

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