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New Magic
By Kenneth Slessor At last I know—it’s on old ivory jars,Glassed with old miniatures and garnered once with musk. I’ve seen those eyes like smouldering April starsAs carp might see them behind their bubbled skiesIn pale green fishponds—they’re as green your eyes, As lakes themselves, changed to green stone at dusk. At last I know—it’s paned in […]
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Among the Rocks
By Robert Browning Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet For the ripple to run over in its mirth; Listening the while, where on the heap of stones The white breast of the sea-lark twitters sweet. That is the […]
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Praise the Rain
By Joy Harjo Praise the rain; the seagull diveThe curl of plant, the raven talk—Praise the hurt, the house slackThe stand of trees, the dignity—Praise the dark, the moon cradleThe sky fall, the bear sleep—Praise the mist, the warrior nameThe earth eclipse, the fired leap—Praise the backwards, upward skyThe baby cry, the spirit food—Praise canoe, […]
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Ode to the Nightingale
By John Keats My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees In some melodious plot Of […]
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Are you the New Person Drawn Towards me?
By Walts Whitman Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose; Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? Do you think the friendship of me would […]
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Never give all the Heart
By William Butler Yeats Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight. O never give the heart outright, For they, […]
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Lift Every Voice and Sing
By James Weldon Johnson Lift every voice and sing Till earth and heaven ring, Ring with the harmonies of Liberty; Let our rejoicing rise High as the listening skies, Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full […]
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The High Path
By Thomas A Clark let’s take the high path that clings to the cliff edge through the ripe barley past the corn marigolds taking up this and that dropping this or that like a rag or a flag space flaps in the wind fluttering and settling between scabious and knapweed the sea flutters lightly away […]
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Spring time in Japan
By Ronald J Chapman She’s a powerful and strong princess,With magical super powers. She thinks of time’s past,She thinks of times yet to come. She loves to travel through Europe,But her dreams are of Japan,And singing under Sakura trees in the springtime of Japan. I notice the way she thinks about Japan always with a […]
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America
By Walt Whitman Centre of equal daughters, equal sons,All, all alike endear’d, grown, ungrown, young or old,Strong, ample, fair, enduring, capable, rich,Perennial with the Earth, with Freedom, Law and Love,A grand, sane, towering, seated Mother,Chair’d in the adamant of Time.
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Oh Captain my Captain
By Walt Whitman O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, […]
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Do not go Gentle into the Night
By Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,Because their words had forked no lightning theyDo not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last […]
POETISHES
Poetry is the spice of Rationality. It is the almost invincible vehicle of words and language.
POETISHES 