Poems live under these trees

Click on any bonsai to begin a random walk through the DayPoems collection.

DayPoems Forum

Click to submit poems to DayPoems, comment on DayPoems or a poem within, comment on other poetry sites, update links, or simply get in touch. DayPoems Forum.


DayPoems Favorites


  Tim Bovee, Private Trader: The left brain side of my life.
  mamabluefoot & the mountain walderkinder: A Cascadian mom and biologist teaches her children about the marvels growing around them.
  Bliss Fotography: Really cool photos from San Francisco
  A Poet on a Magical Journey Home
  Chronicles of a Sea Woman
  Parallels Studio
  Bipolar Poetry
  Mantra.X
  Poetry, Film and Books
  Poetry Archive

  Project Gutenberg, a huge collection of books as text, produced as a volunteer enterprise starting in 1990. This is the source of the first poetry placed on DayPoems.
  Tina Blue's Beginner's Guide to Prosody, exactly what the title says, and well worth reading.
  popomo.net, miniature, minimalist-inspired sculptures created from industrial cereamics, an art project at Lewis and Clark College in Portland, Oregon.
  pink.popomo.net, More projects from Portland
  oarena.net, Furby, Eliza, Mr_Friss and Miss_Friss.
  Save Point 0.8.1, a Portland, Oregon, exhibit, Aug. 13-Sept. 5, 2004, at Disjecta.



D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s


*

D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s


*

D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s


*

D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s


*

D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s


*

D
a
y
P
o
e
m
s

A dozen poems

For today

A version friendly to printer and palmtop

Won't you help support DayPoems?
Click here to learn how.


Won't you help support DayPoems?


Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . .

Overtones, by William Alexander Percy



I heard a bird at break of day
Sing from the autumn trees
A song so mystical and calm,
So full of certainties,
No man, I think, could listen long

Complete Poem


Bad Grad, by Gordon Hilgers



You got a bad grade
on last week's assignment.
Honestly, pulling out a
cheat sheet and trying to call
on the cell phone when teacher

Complete Poem


At Her Window, by Frederick Locker-Lampson



BEATING Heart! we come again
Where my Love reposes;
This is Mabel's window-pane;
These are Mabel's roses.

Is she nested? Does she kneel

Complete Poem


On My Birthday, July 21, by Matthew Prior



I, MY dear, was born to-day--
So all my jolly comrades say:
They bring me music, wreaths, and mirth,
And ask to celebrate my birth:
Little, alas! my comrades know

Complete Poem


Dawn, by John Ford



FLY hence, shadows, that do keep
Watchful sorrows charm'd in sleep!
Tho' the eyes be overtaken,
Yet the heart doth ever waken
Thoughts chain'd up in busy snares

Complete Poem


A Pedlar, by John Dowland



FINE knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new,
Good pennyworths--but money cannot move:
I keep a fair but for the Fair to view--
A beggar may be liberal of love.
Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true,

Complete Poem


A Litany, by Phineas Fletcher



DROP, drop, slow tears,
And bathe those beauteous feet
Which brought from Heaven
The news and Prince of Peace:
Cease not, wet eyes,

Complete Poem


Azrael, by Robert Gilbert Welsh



The angels in high places
Who minister to us,
Reflect God's smile, -- their faces
Are luminous;
Save one, whose face is hidden,

Complete Poem


Time, by Jasper Mayne



TIME is the feather'd thing,
And, whilst I praise
The sparklings of thy looks and call them rays,
Takes wing,
Leaving behind him as he flies

Complete Poem


Tears, by Lizette Woodworth Reese



When I consider Life and its few years --
A wisp of fog betwixt us and the sun;
A call to battle, and the battle done
Ere the last echo dies within our ears;
A rose choked in the grass; an hour of fears;

Complete Poem


A Boy's Song, by James Hogg



WHERE the pools are bright and deep,
Where the grey trout lies asleep,
Up the river and over the lea,
That 's the way for Billy and me.

Where the blackbird sings the latest,

Complete Poem


His Passionate Reply, by J. Chester Ward



If all the world were true to love,
and truth was spoken from every mouth,
and all riches were mine to gain,
all that is me would remain unmoved
until you were my love.

Complete Poem

Copyright

The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2012 by Timothy Keith Bovee. All rights reserved.

The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly attempt to assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors.

Google DayPoems


Support DayPoems

Buy your books here

Search:
Keywords:
In Association with Amazon.com