Rose Fyleman

(1877_1957 / Nottingham)

Rose Fyleman Poems

41. Yesterday In Oxford Street 9/6/2016
42. The Grouse 9/6/2016
43. The Fairy Lover 9/6/2016
44. A Complaint 9/6/2016
45. The Skylark 9/6/2016
46. At Dawn 9/6/2016
47. A Visitor 9/6/2016
48. What I Shall Be 9/6/2016
49. Mother 9/6/2016
50. The Cuckoo 9/6/2016
51. I Stood Against The Window 3/2/2015

Comments about Rose Fyleman

  • John Campbell (6/29/2018 10:46:00 AM)

    I have waited virtually all my life to find at last the complete poem I learnt at school in Scotland.Aged now 82 years I bless you, bless you, bless you, POEMHUNTER.COM for ''THE APPLE TREE''

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  • shirley Dave (6/17/2018 3:46:00 PM)

    Sheer Magic love them to bits! they remind me how to dream!

  • Ankita Singh (2/17/2018 7:53:00 AM)

    Nice poems

Best Poem of Rose Fyleman

I Stood Against The Window

I STOOD against the window

And looked between the bars,
And there were strings of fairies

Hanging from the stars;
Everywhere and everywhere

In shining, swinging chains;
The air was full of shimmering,

Like sunlight when it rains.

They kept on swinging, swinging,

They flung themselves so high
They caught upon the pointed moon

And hung across the sky.
And when I woke next morning,

There still were crowds and crowds
In beautiful bright bunches

All sleeping on the clouds.

Read the full of I Stood Against The Window

Very Lovely

WOULDN'T it be lovely if the rain came down
Till the water was quite high over all the town?
If the cabs and buses all were set afloat,
And we had to go to school in a little boat?

Wouldn't it be lovely if it still should pour
And we all went up to live on the second floor?
If we saw the butcher sailing up the hill,
And we took the letters in at the window sill?

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