Top 100 Poems About: INSPIRATION

In this page, poems on / about “inspiration” are listed.
  • 1.

    Whate'er we leave to God, God does,
    And blesses us;
    The work we choose should be our own,
    God leaves alone. read more »

    Henry David Thoreau
  • 2.

    My pen is poised, what shall I write,
    The mind is 'dark', it needs some light,
    Some 'inspiration' would be enough
    To trigger the fingers and do a rough read more »

    Ernestine Northover
  • 3.
    An Inspiration

    However the battle is ended,
    Though proudly the victor comes
    With fluttering flags and prancing nags
    And echoing roll of drums. read more »

    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  • 4.

    Not like a daring, bold, aggressive boy,
    Is inspiration, eager to pursue,
    But rather like a maiden, fond, yet coy,
    Who gives herself to him who best doth woo. read more »

    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  • 5.
    The Lack Of Inspiration Is Inspiration Enough

    One touch;
    One thought;
    One thought fragment.. read more »

    Maylee Bossy
  • 6.
    Alphabetic Inspiration

    When all else fails
    The Economists look to
    The alphabets for inspiration
    Will the economic recovery be V shaped? read more »

    Sandra Martyres
  • 7.
    - Inspiration -

    I wake up to a beautiful morning
    Each time your image comes to mind read more »

    Kay Barcelon
  • 8.

    I am inspired by the thoughts
    That race inside my head.
    I am inspired by the emotions
    Of my heart, when broken. read more »

    James Grengs
  • 9.
    You’ve Been Our Inspiration

    We look to you…., to be our guide….,
    Our hearts can feel you…., by our side….,
    Deep in our souls…, we're convinced…,
    You’ve Been Our Inspiration…., read more »

    Trade Martin
  • 10.

    How often have I started out
    With no thought in my noodle,
    And wandered here and there about,
    Where fancy bade me toddle; read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 11.
    - How To Make A Mountain Out Of A Molehill: : Humour, Inspiration

    First you must pick your molehill, now here's a tip
    The smaller the better, tinier than the tiniest microchip
    From this speck you can conjure mountainous masses
    Of soaring peaks dropping into bottomless crevasses read more »

    Alessandra Liverani
  • 12.

    I WANDERED in the enchanted wood,
    And as I wandered there, I sang
    A song I never understood,
    Though sweet the music rang. read more »

    Edith Nesbit
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