Top 100 Poems About: APRIL

In this page, poems on / about “april” are listed.
  • 1.
    April Rain Song

    Let the rain kiss you
    Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
    Let the rain sing you a lullaby
    The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk read more »

    Langston Hughes
  • 2.
    Always Marry An April Girl

    Praise the spells and bless the charms,
    I found April in my arms.
    April golden, April cloudy,
    Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy; read more »

    Ogden Nash
  • 3.
    It Was An April Morning: Fresh And Clear

    It was an April morning: fresh and clear
    The Rivulet, delighting in its strength,
    Ran with a young man's speed; and yet the voice
    Of waters which the winter had supplied read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 4.
    April Love

    We have walked in Love's land a little way,
    We have learnt his lesson a little while,
    And shall we not part at the end of day,
    With a sigh, a smile? read more »

    Ernest Christopher Dowson
  • 5.
    An April Day

    When the warm sun, that brings
    Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
    'T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs
    The first flower of the plain. read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 6.
    Elegy In April And September

    Hush, thrush! Hush, missen-thrush, I listen...
    I heard the flush of footsteps through the loose leaves,
    And a low whistle by the water's brim. read more »

    Wilfred Owen
  • 7.

    If you had come away with me
    into another state
    we had been quiet together.
    But there the sun coming up read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 8.

    The roofs are shining from the rain.
    The sparrows tritter as they fly,
    And with a windy April grace
    The little clouds go by. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 9.
    Wet Evening In April

    The birds sang in the wet trees
    And I listened to them it was a hundred years from now
    And I was dead and someone else was listening to them.
    But I was glad I had recorded for him read more »

    Patrick Kavanagh
  • 10.
    A Calendar Of Sonnets: April

    No days such honored days as these! While yet
    Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide
    For some fair thing which should forever bide
    On earth, her beauteous memory to set read more »

    Helen Hunt Jackson
  • 11.
    April Rise

    If ever I saw blessing in the air
    I see it now in this still early day
    Where lemon-green the vaporous morning drips
    Wet sunlight on the powder of my eye. read more »

    Laurie Lee
  • 12.

    Eyes tell, tell me, what you tell me,
    telling something all too sweet,
    making music out of beauty,
    with a question hidden deep. read more »

    Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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