SUMMER POEMS

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The Bus Pilgrim

"Ride along with me,
Take that side beside the window and see,
Put your earphones on,
Let the beat and the bus blend along,
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Joshua Ejares

Joshua Ejares
Dancing Shadows

Dancing shadows

Like a dream I found you
And you found me
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Maite Lemekwane

Maite Lemekwane
Looking Forward

Sleep, let me sleep, for I am sick of care;
Sleep, let me sleep, for my pain wearies me.
Shut out the light; thicken the heavy air
With drowsy incense; let a distant stream
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
Seasons Of Life

Gazing at the breezy night
Empty or lack of immense sunlight
And the onset of Winters shined
Though reflecting warmth of mankind
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Kritika Prasad

Kritika Prasad
Interim

The room is full of you!-As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!-
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Attack Of The Squash People

And thus the people every year
in the valley of humid July
did sacrifice themselves
to the long green phallic god
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Marge Piercy
The Wheel

Through winter-time we call on spring,
And through the spring on summer call,
And when abounding hedges ring
Declare that winter's best of all;
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Down The Lanes Of August

DOWN the lanes of Augustâ??and the bees upon the wing,
All the world's in color now, and all the song birds sing;
Never reds will redder be, more golden be the gold,
Down the lanes of August, and the summer getting old.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Poor Robin

Now when the primrose makes a splendid show,
And lilies face the March-winds in full blow,
And humbler growths as moved with one desire
Put on, to welcome spring, their best attire,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Indian Summer

Along the line of smoky hills
The crimson forest stands,
And all the day the blue-jay calls
Throughout the autumn lands.
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William Wilfred Campbell
Sweet Nature

Nature sweet nature,
It is heaven's premier treasure.

The Sun that energize all,
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Dr. Nitesh Ahir

Dr. Nitesh Ahir
Sonnet 012: When I Do Count The Clock That Tells The Time

When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silvered o'er with white;
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Timeless Beauty.

Summer comes with beautiful scenery,
Mother Earth shed her dress to turn green,
Flowers bloom to bear fruits to
Lose Her beauty in time.
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Norbu Dorji

Norbu Dorji
Have You Forgotten?

Have you forgotten how one Summer night
We wandered forth together with the moon,
While warm winds hummed to us a sleepy tune?
Have you forgotten how you praised both light
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
There Was A Boy

There was a Boy; ye knew him well, ye cliffs
And islands of Winander! many a time,
At evening, when the earliest stars began
To move along the edges of the hills,
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
L' Envoi

There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield
And the ricks stand gray to the sun,
Singing:-'Over then, come over, for the bee has quit the clover
And your English summer's done.'
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Summer Girl

The Summer girl
In peek-a-boos
And open hose
And narrow shoes,
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Up And-down

The sun is gone down
And the moon's in the sky
But the sun will come up
And the moon be laid by.
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George Macdonald

George Macdonald
Sonnet 018: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
In Memory Of My Mother

I do not think of you lying in the wet clay
Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see
You walking down a lane among the poplars
On your way to the station, or happily
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Patrick Kavanagh
Part Of You

It's a sorry from my heart to you,
i tried my best but could never be a part of you.
it all started well,
we knew each other as well,
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Faded Black

Faded Black
Little By Little

“Little by little,” an acorn said,
As it slowly sank in its mossy bed,
“I am improving every day,
Hidden deep in the earth away.”
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Anonymous
All For Me

All for me the bumble-bee
Drones his song in the perfect weather;
And, just on purpose to sing to me,
Thrush and blue-bird came North together.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Flowers

Day after day,
At spring's return,
I watch my flowers, how they burn
Their lives away.
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Aldous Huxley

Aldous Huxley
Sonnet 006: Then Let Not Winter's Ragged Hand Deface

Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
In thee thy summer ere thou be distilled.
Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place
With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
Diamond Or Coal

A diamond or a coal?
A diamond, if you please:
Who cares about a clumsy coal
Beneath the summer trees?
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Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti
The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Remembrances

Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one
And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh on
I tried to call them back but unbidden they are gone
Far away from heart and eye and for ever far away
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John Clare

John Clare
Tell Me The Truth About Love

Is it in the pair of egrets in the azure sky
Flying to an unknown destination?
Is it in the summer rains
Falling in the fissures of the earth?
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Laishram Gojendra

Laishram Gojendra
Love - The Symbolic Soul

Love is a journey, only few dispatch it,
Not all can, the dream in life who loves,
Although millions of promises created.
It's fragile like a narrow glass, easily smart,
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Santosh Kumar

Santosh Kumar
Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
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William Blake

William Blake
Pear Tree

Silver dust
lifted from the earth,
higher than my arms reach,
you have mounted.
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Hilda Doolittle
The Tree

The Tree's early leaf buds were bursting their brown;
“Shall I take them away?” said the Frost, sweeping down.
“No, leave them alone
Till the blossoms have grown,”
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Bjornstjerne Bjornson

Bjornstjerne Bjornson
Song Of Seventy Horses

Once again the Steamer at Calais, the tackles
Easing the car-trays on to the quay. Release her!
Sign-refill, and let me away with my horses
(Seventy Thundering Horses!)
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
Afternoon

Small, shapeless drifts of cloud
Sail slowly northward in the soft-hued sky,
With blur half-tints and rolling summits bright,
By the late sun caressed; slight hazes shroud
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Emma Lazarus

Emma Lazarus
Two Old Houses

Away from mismatched buildings which seems to go on above the 7th heaven with perfect shape and structure yet with poorest enlightenment, there is a pretty yet petty little small town at the edge of the waters.
Away from cold hearts handling warm coffee sitting in crisp winter air, there is a town with warm hearts handling cold coffee in peaceful summer air.
A bit too far away from here in that pretty little town, there is a street with perfect enlightenment and finally in that street, there stands two houses proudly facing each other since 1987.
One house Is bold white and the other one is dull black with same structure, same kind of tulips in their garden which sway slightly in the same air as they nod each other greetings in the morning.
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Riya Saluja

Riya Saluja
Indian Summer

In youth, it was a way I had
To do my best to please,
And change, with every passing lad,
To suit his theories.
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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker
A Basket Of Summer Fruit

First see those ample melons-brindled o'er
With mingled green and brown is all the rind;
For they are ripe, and mealy at the core,
And saturate with the nectar of their kind.
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Charles Harpur
Lines.

Let us make a leap, my dear,
In our love, of many a year,
And date it very far away,
On a bright clear summer day,
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Thomas Hood

Thomas Hood
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare
The Mountain

The mountain held the town as in a shadow
I saw so much before I slept there once:
I noticed that I missed stars in the west,
Where its black body cut into the sky.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier

John Greenleaf Whittier
Further In Summer Than The Birds

1068

Further in Summer than the Birds
Pathetic from the Grass
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Summer

Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come,
For the woods are full of bluebells and the hedges full of bloom,
And the crow is on the oak a-building of her nest,
And love is burning diamonds in my true lover's breast;
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John Clare

John Clare
A Little Snow Was Here And There

1444

A little Snow was here and there
Disseminated in her Hair-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Love And Friendship

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree-
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
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Emily Brontë
Early Autumn

With half-hearted levies of frost that make foray,
retire, and refrain-
Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to
silence again-
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Don Marquis

Don Marquis
The School At War

All night before the brink of death
In fitful sleep the army lay,
For through the dream that stilled their breath
Too gauntly glared the coming day.
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Henry Newbolt

Henry Newbolt
The Female Exile

Written at Brighthelmstone in Nov. 1792.
NOVEMBER'S chill blast on the rough beach is howling,
The surge breaks afar, and then foams to the shore,
Dark clouds o'er the sea gather heavy and scowling,
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Charlotte Smith