Top 100 Poems About: TIME

In this page, poems on / about “time” are listed.
  • 1.
    Passing Time

    Your skin like dawn
    Mine like musk

    One paints the beginning read more »

    Maya Angelou
  • 2.
    The Time I Like Best

    The time I like best is 6am
    when the snow is 6 inches deep
    which I'm yet to discover
    'cause I'm under the covers read more »

    Roger McGough
  • 3.
    In A Dark Time

    In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
    I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
    I hear my echo in the echoing wood--
    A lord of nature weeping to a tree. read more »

    Theodore Roethke
  • 4.
    A Prayer In Time Of War

    The war will change many things in art and life, and among them, it is to be hoped, many of our own ideas as to what is, and what is not, "intellectual."

    Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
    Whose footsteps are not known, read more »

    Alfred Noyes
  • 5.
    A Song Of Eternity In Time

    Once, at night, in the manor wood
    My Love and I long silent stood,
    Amazed that any heavens could
    Decree to part us, bitterly repining. read more »

    Sidney Lanier
  • 6.
    Two Tramps In Mud Time

    Out of the mud two strangers came
    And caught me splitting wood in the yard,
    And one of them put me off my aim
    By hailing cheerily "Hit them hard!" read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 7.
    To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time

    Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
    Old Time is still a-flying;
    And this same flower that smiles to-day,
    To-morrow will be dying. read more »

    Robert Herrick
  • 8.
    Less Time

    Less time than it takes to say it, less tears than it takes to die; I've taken account of everything,
    there you have it. I've made a census of the stones, they are as numerous as my fingers and some read more »

    Andre Breton
  • 9.
    Sonnet Vii: How Soon Hath Time, The Subtle Thief Of Youth

    How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
    Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
    My hasting days fly on wtih full career,
    But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. read more »

    John Milton
  • 10.
    Always For The First Time

    Always for the first time
    Hardly do I know you by sight
    You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
    A wholly imaginary house read more »

    Andre Breton
  • 11.
    Was There A Time

    Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles
    In children's circuses could stay their troubles?
    There was a time they could cry over books,
    But time has sent its maggot on their track. read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 12.

    Everybody to sleep the guard symbolizes
    on his late night tour of the tombs.
    When he leaves, after counting still bodies
    wrapped in white sheets, when he goes, read more »

    Jimmy Santiago Baca
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