Top 100 Poems About: SISTER

In this page, poems on / about “sister” are listed.
  • 1.
    To My Sister

    It is the first mild day of March:
    Each minute sweeter than before
    The redbreast sings from the tall larch
    That stands beside our door. read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 2.
    One Sister Have I In Our House


    One Sister have I in our house,
    And one, a hedge away. read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 3.
    On The Death Of Anne Brontë

    THERE 's little joy in life for me,
    And little terror in the grave ;
    I 've lived the parting hour to see
    Of one I would have died to save. read more »

    Charlotte Brontë
  • 4.
    My Sister Laura

    My sister Laura's bigger than me
    And lifts me up quite easily.
    I can't lift her, I've tried and tried;
    She must have something heavy inside. read more »

    Spike Milligan
  • 5.
    To My Dear Sister, Mrs. C. P. On Her Nuptial

    We will not like those men our offerings pay
    Who crown the cup, then think they crown the day.
    We make no garlands, nor an altar build,
    Which help not Joy, but Ostentation yield. read more »

    Katherine Philips
  • 6.
    Brother And Sister

    "SISTER, sister, go to bed!
    Go and rest your weary head."
    Thus the prudent brother said. read more »

    Lewis Carroll
  • 7.
    Curse Of A Rich Polish Peasant On His Sister Who Ran Away With A Wild Man

    FELIKSOWA has gone again from our house and this time for good, I hope.
    She and her husband took with them the cow father gave them, and they sold it. read more »

    Carl Sandburg
  • 8.
    Sister Without Peer

    My one, the sister without peer,
    The handsomest of all!
    She looks like the rising morning star
    At the start of a happy year. read more »

  • 9.
    The Gardener Xviii: When Two Sisters

    When the two sisters go to fetch
    water, they come to this spot and
    they smile.
    They must be aware of somebody read more »

    Rabindranath Tagore
  • 10.
    The Sisters

    In the vine-shadows on the veranda;
    under the yellow leaves, in the cooling sun,
    sit two sisters. Their slow voices run
    like little winter creeks, dwindled by frost and wind, read more »

    Judith Wright
  • 11.

    Sisters - Heaviness and Tenderness- you look the same.
    Wasps and bees both suck the heavy rose.
    Man dies, and the hot sand cools again.
    Carried off on a black stretcher, yesterday’s sun goes. read more »

    Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
  • 12.
    The Sisters

    Look how the same possibilities
    unfold in their opposite demeanors,
    as though one saw different ages
    passing through two identical rooms. read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
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