885 match(es) found in poems

You May Forget But

You may forget but
let me tell you

Maggie And Milly And Molly And May

maggie and milly and molly and may
E. E. Cummings

We May Live Together

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
Anne Bradstreet

May 1968

When the Dean said we could not cross campus
until the students gave up the buildings,
Sharon Olds

Kral Majales (King Of May)

And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and
lying policemen
Allen Ginsberg

April Showers Bring May Flowers

The day begins all sunny and bright;
It fills a young heart entirely with delight.
Stephanie Selleck

I’m Sorry My Child May Allah Forgive Me.

Today I come to you
I run to you
mariam khan Farah Abdulahi

As A Beam O'Er The Face Of The Waters May Glow

As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow
While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below,
Thomas Moore

May 24, 1980

I have braved, for want of wild beasts, steel cages,
carved my term and nickname on bunks and rafters,
Joseph Brodsky

In Spring And Summer Winds May Blow

In spring and summer winds may blow,
And rains fall after, hard and fast;
Walter Savage Landor

One Train May Hide Another

In a poem, one line may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
Kenneth Koch


Daughter of Heaven and Earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Ralph Waldo Emerson

A Man May Make A Remark

A Man may make a Remark—
Emily Dickinson

As Bronze May Be Much Beautified

As bronze may be much beautified
By lying in the dark damp soil,
Wilfred Owen

May Morning

Deep into spring, winter is hanging on. Bitter and skillful in his hopelessness, he stays alive in every shady place, starving along the Mediterranean ...
James Arlington Wright

Because The Bee May Blameless Hum

Because the Bee may blameless hum
Emily Dickinson

Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
John Keats

Winds Of May

Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee
James Joyce

It Is Not Always May

No hay pajaros en los nidos de antano.
Spanish Proverb
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


I cannot tell you how it was,
But this I know: it came to pass
Christina Georgina Rossetti

May Morning

I lie stretched out upon the window-seat
And doze, and read a page or two, and doze,
Stephen Vincent Benet

I Think To Live—may Be A Bliss

I think to Live—may be a Bliss
Emily Dickinson

The Merry Month Of May

O THE month of May, the merry month of May,
So frolic, so gay, and so green, so green, so green!
Thomas Dekker

Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be

Summer for thee, grant I may be
Emily Dickinson

Ode Composed On A May Morning

WHILE from the purpling east departs
The star that led the dawn,
William Wordsworth

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