Lucy Maud Montgomery

(30 November 1874 – 24 Nisan 1942 / New London)

Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems

1. I Feel (Verse Libre) 1/3/2003
2. In An Old Farmhouse 1/3/2003
3. The Call 1/3/2003
4. Unrecorded 1/3/2003
5. Rain On The Hill 1/3/2003
6. On The Hills 1/3/2003
7. Out O'Doors 1/3/2003
8. The Three Songs 1/3/2003
9. The Wood Pool 1/3/2003
10. The Voyagers 1/3/2003
11. In An Old Town Garden 1/3/2003
12. The Watchman 1/3/2003
13. Two Loves 1/3/2003
14. September 1/3/2003
15. If Mary Had Known 1/3/2003
16. Harbor Moonrise 1/3/2003
17. While The Fates Sleep 1/3/2003
18. In The Days Of The Golden Rod 1/3/2003
19. A Shore Twilight 4/14/2010
20. The Choice 1/3/2003
21. When The Dark Comes Down 1/3/2003
22. Twilight 1/3/2003
23. With Tears They Buried You Today 1/3/2003
24. Rain Along Shore 1/3/2003
25. Morning Along Shore 1/3/2003
26. The Gulls 1/3/2003
27. My Legacy 1/3/2003
28. The Difference 1/3/2003
29. In Port 1/3/2003
30. Off To The Fishing Ground 1/3/2003
31. Midnight In Camp 1/3/2003
32. On The Bay 1/3/2003
33. The Prisoner 1/3/2003
34. Memory Pictures 1/3/2003
35. The Call Of The Winds 1/3/2003
36. The Hill Maples 1/3/2003
37. The Wind 1/3/2003
38. Shore Twilight 1/3/2003
39. In Lovers' Lane 1/3/2003
40. The Poet 1/3/2003

Comments about Lucy Maud Montgomery

  • Bev Orris (2/3/2018 3:17:00 AM)

    I love all her novels, short stories and poems She is a painter but uses words, not paint

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  • Paul Amrod Paul Amrod (5/28/2016 4:21:00 PM)

    A very gorgeous poem filled with challenges. With a good review of the rare words one comes to a very conclusive and touching result. I enjoy this type of romantic fantasy. This method has captured me in my own work.

Best Poem of Lucy Maud Montgomery

A Summer Day


The dawn laughs out on orient hills
And dances with the diamond rills;
The ambrosial wind but faintly stirs
The silken, beaded gossamers;
In the wide valleys, lone and fair,
Lyrics are piped from limpid air,
And, far above, the pine trees free
Voice ancient lore of sky and sea.
Come, let us fill our hearts straightway
With hope and courage of the day.


Noon, hiving sweets of sun and flower,
Has fallen on dreams in wayside bower,
Where bees hold honeyed fellowship
With the ripe blossom of her lip;
All silent are...

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Out O'Doors

There's a gypsy wind across the harvest land,
Let us fare forth with it lightly hand in hand;
Where cloud shadows blow across the sunwarm waste,
And the first red leaves are falling let us haste,
For the waning days are lavish of their stores,
And the joy of life is with us out o' doors!

Let us roam along the ways of golden rod
Over uplands where the spicy bracken nod,

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