Poem of the day: when earth’s last picture is painted

When Earth’s last picture is painted By Rudyard Kipling When Earth’s last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,We shall rest, and faith, we shall need it – lie down for an aeon or two,Till the Master of All Good WorkmenContinue reading “Poem of the day: when earth’s last picture is painted”

Poem of the day: Symphony in yellow

SYMPHONY IN YELLOW BY OSCAR WILDE An omnibus across the bridgeCrawls like a yellow butterfly,And, here and there a passer-byShows like a little restless midge.Big barges full of yellow hayAre moored against the shadowy wharf,And, like a yellow silken scarf,The thick fog hangs along the quay.The yellow leaves begin to fadeAnd flutter from the templeContinue reading “Poem of the day: Symphony in yellow”

Poem of the day: Sea-fever

SEA-FEVERBY JOHN MASEFIELD I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawnContinue reading “Poem of the day: Sea-fever”

Poem of the day: A poison tree

A POISON TREE By William Blake I was angry with my friend:I told my wrath, my wrath did end.I was angry with my foe:I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I watered it in fears,Night and morning with my tears;And I sunned it with smiles,And with soft deceitful wiles.And it grew both day andContinue reading “Poem of the day: A poison tree”

Poem of the day: I am not yours

I AM NOT YOURS. BY SARA TISDALE I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea.You love me, and I find you stillA spirit beautiful and bright,Yet I am I, who long to beLost as a light isContinue reading “Poem of the day: I am not yours”

How did you die

HOW DID YOU DIE?By Edmund Vance Cooke Did you tackle that trouble that came your wayWith a resolute heart and cheerful?Or hide your face from the light of dayWith a craven soul and fearful?Oh, a trouble’s a ton, or a trouble’s an ounce,Or a trouble is what you make it,And it isn’t the fact thatContinue reading “How did you die”

Remember by Christina Rossetti

REMEMBERBy Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away,Gone far away into the silent land;When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.Remember me when no more day by dayYou tell me of our future that you plann’d:Only remember me; you understandIt will be lateContinue reading “Remember by Christina Rossetti”