Top 100 Poems About: TIME

In this page, poems on / about “time” are listed.
  • 1.
    Passing Time

    Your skin like dawn
    Mine like musk

    One paints the beginning read more »

    Maya Angelou
  • 2.
    A Time To Talk

    When a friend calls to me from the road
    And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
    I don't stand still and look around
    On all the hills I haven't hoed, read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 3.
    And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time

    And did those feet in ancient time
    Walk upon England's mountains green?
    And was the holy Lamb of God
    On England's pleasant pastures seen? read more »

    William Blake
  • 4.
    The Time I Like Best

    The time I like best is 6am
    when the snow is 6 inches deep
    which I'm yet to discover
    'cause I'm under the covers read more »

    Roger McGough
  • 5.
    Time Is

    Time is
    Too Slow for those who Wait,
    Too Swift for those who Fear,
    Too Long for those who Grieve, read more »

    Henry Van Dyke
  • 6.
    Two Tramps In Mud Time

    Out of the mud two strangers came
    And caught me splitting wood in the yard,
    And one of them put me off my aim
    By hailing cheerily "Hit them hard!" read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 7.
    To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time

    Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
    Old Time is still a-flying;
    And this same flower that smiles to-day,
    To-morrow will be dying. read more »

    Robert Herrick
  • 8.
    In A Dark Time

    In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
    I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
    I hear my echo in the echoing wood--
    A lord of nature weeping to a tree. read more »

    Theodore Roethke
  • 9.
    Every Time I Kiss You

    Every time I kiss you
    After a long separation
    I feel
    I am putting a hurried love letter read more »

    Nizar Qabbani
  • 10.
    A Song Of Eternity In Time

    Once, at night, in the manor wood
    My Love and I long silent stood,
    Amazed that any heavens could
    Decree to part us, bitterly repining. read more »

    Sidney Lanier
  • 11.
    Sonnet Vii: How Soon Hath Time, The Subtle Thief Of Youth

    How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
    Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
    My hasting days fly on wtih full career,
    But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. read more »

    John Milton
  • 12.
    Always For The First Time

    Always for the first time
    Hardly do I know you by sight
    You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
    A wholly imaginary house read more »

    Andre Breton
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