Top 100 Poems About: JUNE

In this page, poems on / about “june” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Memory Of June

    When June comes dancing o'er the death of May,
    With scarlet roses tinting her green breast,
    And mating thrushes ushering in her day,
    And Earth on tiptoe for her golden guest, read more »

    Claude McKay
  • 2.
    Knee-Deep In June

    Tell you what I like the best --
    'Long about knee-deep in June,
    'Bout the time strawberries melts
    On the vine, -- some afternoon read more »

    James Whitcomb Riley
  • 3.
    June, 1915

    Who thinks of June's first rose today?
    Only some child, perhaps, with shining eyes and
    rough bright hair will reach it down.
    In a green sunny lane, to us almost as far away read more »

    Charlotte Mary Mew
  • 4.
    June Thunder

    The Junes were free and full, driving through tiny
    Roads, the mudguards brushing the cowparsley,
    Through fields of mustard and under boldly embattled
    Mays and chestnuts read more »

    Louis Macneice
  • 5.
    June Light

    Your voice, with clear location of June days,
    Called me outside the window.You were there,
    Light yet composed, as in the just soft stare
    Of uncontested summer all things raise read more »

    Richard Wilbur
  • 6.
    All In June

    A week ago I had a fire
    To warm my feet, my hands and face;
    Cold winds, that never make a friend,
    Crept in and out of every place. read more »

    William Henry Davies
  • 7.

    The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead
    if the lips were gone. The year has been cut in half
    with dull scissors, the solstice still looking for its square
    on the calendar. Perhaps the scissors were really read more »

    Denise Duhamel
  • 8.
    The Shepherd's Calendar - June

    Now summer is in flower and natures hum
    Is never silent round her sultry bloom
    Insects as small as dust are never done read more »

    John Clare
  • 9.
    June Nights

    In summer, when day has fled, the plain covered with flowers
    Pours out far away an intoxicating scent;
    Eyes shut, ears half open to noises, read more »

    Victor Marie Hugo
  • 10.
    A June Night

    Ten o'clock: the broken moon
    Hangs not yet a half hour high,
    Yellow as a shield of brass, read more »

    Emma Lazarus
  • 11.
    Dusk In June

    Evening, and all the birds
    In a chorus of shimmering sound
    Are easing their hearts of joy
    For miles around. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 12.

    Paula is digging and shaping the loam of a salvia,
    Scarlet Chinese talker of summer.
    Two petals of crabapple blossom blow fallen in Paula's
    hair, read more »

    Carl Sandburg
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