Tag: flowers

by Denise Riley
ice-burned tongues / clump into celestine’s / eye-blue spar & chink / on snow-muffled ears...
by Ruthven Todd
The sun stands still and flowers / Are all withdrawn, but memories / Give back cardinal lobelia, tall / Scarlet fountains for the humming-bird— / Vined, broken with...
by Marion McCready
It's been a long Indian summer / and the hips are rotting on the beach rose. / I can almost...
by J. B. Pick
Snowdrops are not innocent: / They fight for what they win. / Beauty's what comes out: / Blind energy goes in. / / ...
by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a Cloud / That floats on high o’er Vales and Hills, / When all at once I saw a crowd / A...
by Elin ap Hywel
Un swrth yw Sharon. Un bigog, un grin / sydd wedi plygu mewn am hi’ hun / yn blisgyn di-ildio, brown / fel rhisgl / castanwydden ola’r hydref. / / Mae...
by Stewart Conn
From my study window / I see you / below in the garden, a hand / ...
by Alexander Hutchison
Sullen girls like lilies, / see them: sulkily listening / to music. Does duty put that / look upon them of languid / disinterest, lids downcast? / It may...
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