ORANGE POEMS

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Mother Nature

I'm in sync with the sounds,
The water flowing by the river.
The leaves moving to the breeze,
The birds singing over and over.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
Love

Love
Truth went forth on a search one day
I For the source of love that he might say
He had found its depth and its breadth for aye.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
The Corn Song

Heap high the farmer's wintry hoard!
Heap high the golden corn!
No richer gift has Autumn poured
From out her lavish horn!
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Beautiful Black Men

(With compliments and apologies to all not mentioned by name)

i wanta say just gotta say something
bout those beautiful beautiful beautiful outasight
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Nikki Giovanni
Your Sun

I'd be the sun in your moon,
A fire burning in your skies.
Layers of white and orange tune
In petals of flowers yet to bloom.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
Our End

Hot streaks of white rolls down my cheek

As he holds me ever so close to his heart
The beat of it is like a sweet lullaby reminding me how much he loves me
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Morgan Mccane

Morgan Mccane
Frost To-night

Apple-green west and an orange bar,
And the crystal eye of a lone, one star . . .
And, “Child, take the shears and cut what you will,
Frost to-night-so clear and dead-still.”
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Edith M. Thomas

Edith M. Thomas
Parliament Hill Fields

ale as china
The round sky goes on minding its business.
Your absence is inconspicuous;
Nobody can tell what I lack.
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Sylvia Plath
Tapestry Trees

Oak.

I am the Roof-tree and the Keel;
I bridge the seas for woe and weal.
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William Morris

William Morris
Caged Bird

The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
No Difference

Small as a peanut,
Big as a giant,
We're all the same size
When we turn off the light
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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
Medallion

By the gate with star and moon
Worked into the peeled orange wood
The bronze snake lay in the sun

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Sylvia Plath
All The Dead Dears

Rigged poker -stiff on her back
With a granite grin
This antique museum-cased lady
Lies, companioned by the gimcrack
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Sylvia Plath
The Indian Lover. Morning Song.

O'ER flowery fields of waving maize,
The breeze of morning lightly plays;
Arise, my Zumia! let us rove,
The cool and fragrant citron grove!
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Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Felicia Dorothea Hemans
A Celebration

A middle-northern March, now as always-
gusts from the South broken against cold winds-
but from under, as if a slow hand lifted a tide,
it moves-not into April-into a second March,
.....
William Carlos Williams

William Carlos Williams
Vegetables

Eat a tomato and you'll turn red
(I don't think that's really so);
Eat a carrot and you'll turn orange
(Still and all, you never know);
.....
Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein
The Cremona Violin

Part First

Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door.
A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Ts'ai Chi'h

The petals fall in the fountain,
the orange-coloured rose-leaves,
Their ochre clings to the stone.

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Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
Senorita

An agate-black, your roguish eyes
Claim no proud lineage of the skies,
No starry blue; but of good earth
The reckless witchery and mirth.
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Madison Julius Cawein

Madison Julius Cawein
Reapers

Sun-Tanned men and women, toiling there together;
Seven I count in all, in yon field of wheat,
Where the rich ripe ears in the harvest weather
Glow an orange gold through the sweltering heat.
.....

Mathilde Blind
Life

The Sun goes down,
The birds fly back,
Back to their little abode,
No food for the young they lack...
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Siya Mulge

Siya Mulge
Enigmas

You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with
his golden feet?
I reply, the ocean knows this.
You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparent
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Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
Mal Agueros

If you come to Mojacar
and peel open an orange full of worms,
count how many there are because
those are the days it will take for your body
.....

Nick Carbo
Towns In Colour

I

Red Slippers

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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
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Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou
Fast Break

In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984


A hook shot kisses the rim and
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Edward Hirsch
Birth-night Of The Humming Birds

I.

I'll tell you a Fairy Tale that's new:
How the merry Elves o'er the ocean flew
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Sam G. Goodrich
Toward Hope

Walking on the gold beneath our feet
in this damn land we grew up doomed
orange halogens in two sides of the street
leading us toward unknown paths of defeat
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Fahredin Shehu

Fahredin Shehu
Johnny Boer

Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run,
And no man knows his courage till he stands before a gun.
At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand, and clawing men about
They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the hottest fighter out.
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Banjo Paterson
Song 1

OH! bear me to the groves of palm,
Where perfum'd airs diffuse their balm!
And when the noon-tide beams invade,
Then lay me in the embow'ring shade;
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Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Felicia Dorothea Hemans
Astigmatism

To Ezra Pound

With much friendship and admiration and some differences of opinion

.....
Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
An Ode - Presented To The King, On His Majesty's Arrival In Holland, After The Queen's Death

At Mary's tomb (sad sacred place!)
The Virtues shall their vigils keep,
And every Muse and every Grace
In solemn state shall ever weep.
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Matthew Prior

Matthew Prior
Motherhood

She sat on a shelf,
her breasts two bellies
on her poked-out belly,
on which the navel looked
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May Swenson
Song-will Ye Go To The Indies, My Mary?

WILL ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
And leave auld Scotia's shore?
Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary,
Across th' Atlantic roar?
.....
Robert Burns

Robert Burns
The Sun Wields Mercy

and the sun wields mercy
but like a jet torch carried to high,
and the jets whip across its sight
and rockets leap like toads,
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Charles Bukowski
Things I Didn't Know I Loved

it's 1962 March 28th
I'm sitting by the window on the Prague-Berlin train
night is falling
I never knew I liked
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Nazim Hikmet
My Lady Of Whims

(A medieval Spanish legend slanderously setting forth the utter unreason of woman.)
ROMAQUIA sat and wept her
Lace mantilla full of tears.
King Abit laid by his scepter,
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Katharine Lee Bates
The Wind

ACROSS the barren moors the wild, wild wind
Went sweeping on, and with his sobs and shrieks
Filled the still night, and tore the woof of clouds
Through which the moon did shed her cold clear light.
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Mathilde Blind
Ts'ai Chi'h

The petals fall in the fountain,
the orange-coloured rose-leaves,
Their ochre clings to the stone.

.....
Ezra Pound

Ezra Pound
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - Xiv. - The Cuckoo At Laverna - May 25, 1837

List 'twas the Cuckoo. O with what delight
Heard I that voice! and catch it now, though faint,
Far off and faint, and melting into air,
Yet not to be mistaken. Hark again!
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Beekeeper's Daughter

A garden of mouthings. Purple, scarlet-speckled, black
The great corollas dilate, peeling back their silks.
Their musk encroaches, circle after circle,
A well of scents almost too dense to breathe in.
.....

Sylvia Plath
The Cremona Violin: Part 01

Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door.
A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind
Swirled through the trees, and scattered leaves before
Her on the clean, flagged path. The sky behind
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Fruits

watermelon watermelon
tastier than melon,
red in and green out,
healthier no doubt.
.....
Insiya  Murtaza Bigodi

Insiya Murtaza Bigodi
Blind Old Milton

Place me once more, my daughter, where the sun
May shine upon my old and time-worn head,
For the last time, perchance. My race is run;
And soon amidst the ever-silent dead
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William Edmondstoune Aytoun
Summer In Calcutta

What is this drink but
The April sun, squeezed
Like an orange in
My glass? I sip the
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Kamala Das
Lilacs

Lilacs,
False blue,
White,
Purple,
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
August Moonrise

The sun was gone, and the moon was coming
Over the blue Connecticut hills;
The west was rosy, the east was flushed,
And over my head the swallows rushed
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Sara Teasdale
The Slave Ships

'ALL ready?' cried the captain;
'Ay, ay!' the seamen said;
'Heave up the worthless lubbers, â??
The dying and the dead.'
.....
John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Homework

Homage to Kenneth Koch


If I were doing my Laundry I'd wash my dirty Iran
.....

Allen Ginsberg
Signing The Pledge

Do you see this cup­, this tempting cup­,
Its sparkle and its glow?
I tell you this cup has brought to me
A world of shame and woe.
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Frances Ellen Watkins Harper