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See the flying French depart
Like the bees of Bonaparte,
Swarming up with a most venomous vitality.
Over Baden and Bavaria,
And Brighton and Bulgaria,
Thus violating Belgian neutrality.

And the injured Prussian may
Not unreasonably... (Read full poem)

2. Mother, Summer, I - written by Philip Larkin
Published in 1953. Read 5699 times on Poetry Connection.

My mother, who hates thunder storms, 
Holds up each summer day and shakes 
It out suspiciously, lest swarms 
Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there; 
But when the August weather breaks 
And rains begin, and brittle frost 
Sharpens the bird-abandoned... (Read full poem)

In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have left its shores,
Its shells,
Its fish,
And followed me.(Read full poem)

4. Between the Dusk of a Summer Night - written by William Ernest Henley
Read 624 times on Poetry Connection.

Between the dusk of a summer night
And the dawn of a summer day,
We caught at a mood as it passed in flight,
And we bade it stoop and stay.
And what with the dawn of night began
With the dusk of day was done;
For that is the way of woman and... (Read full poem)

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.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold... (Read full poem)

6. From Sunset to Star Rise - written by Christina Rossetti
Read 1180 times on Poetry Connection.

Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: 
I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, 
A silly sheep benighted from the fold, 
A sluggard with a thorn-choked garden plot. 
Take counsel, sever from my lot your lot, 
Dwell in your pleasant places,... (Read full poem)

Summer night--
even the stars
are whispering to each other.(Read full poem)

8. The School Boy - written by William Blake
From Songs of Experience. Published in 1789. Read 10199 times on Poetry Connection.

I love to rise in a summer morn,
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the sky-lark sings with me.
O! what sweet company.

But to go to school in a summer morn,
O! it drives all joy away;
Under a cruel eye... (Read full poem)

Early summer rain--
houses facing the river,
    two of them.(Read full poem)

10. In spring and summer winds may blow - written by Walter Savage Landor
Read 468 times on Poetry Connection.

In spring and summer winds may blow,
And rains fall after, hard and fast;
The tender leaves, if beaten low,
Shine but the more for shower and blast

But when their fated hour arrives,
When reapers long have left the field,
When maidens rifle... (Read full poem)

1
             (Windless Summer)

Between the glass panes of the sea are pressed
Patterns of fronds, and the bronze tracks of fishes.

                            2
                      (Winter)

Foam-ropes lasso the seal-black shiny... (Read full poem)

12. A Man Young And Old: VIII. Summer And Spring - written by William Butler Yeats
From The Tower. Published in 1928. Read 1469 times on Poetry Connection.

We sat under an old thorn-tree
And talked away the night,
Told all that had been said or done
Since first we saw the light,
And when we talked of growing up
Knew that we'd halved a soul
And fell the one in t'other's arms
That we might make it... (Read full poem)

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, 
All soft and still and fair; 
The solemn hour of midnight 
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending 
Their breezy boughs on high, 
Or stooping low are lending 
A shelter from... (Read full poem)

14. 'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight - written by Emily Bronte
Read 911 times on Poetry Connection.

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, 
All soft and still and fair; 
The solemn hour of midnight 
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending 
Their breezy boughs on high, 
Or stooping low are lending 
A shelter from... (Read full poem)

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;
She sits beneath the... (Read full poem)

16. Work and Play - written by Ted Hughes
Read 1700 times on Poetry Connection.

The swallow of summer, she toils all the summer,
A blue-dark knot of glittering voltage,
A whiplash swimmer, a fish of the air.
          But the serpent of cars that crawls through the dust
          In shimmering exhaust
          Searching... (Read full poem)

Frail Travellers, deftly flickering over the flowers; 
O living flowers against the heedless blue 
Of summer days, what sends them dancing through 
This fiery-blossom’d revel of the hours? 

Theirs are the musing silences between
The... (Read full poem)

18. Little Summer Poem Touching The Subject Of Faith - written by Mary Oliver
Read 16571 times on Poetry Connection.

Every summer
I listen and look 
under the sun's brass and even
into the moonlight, but I can't hear

anything, I can't see anything -- 
not the pale roots digging down, nor the green 
        stalks muscling up,
nor the leaves
deepening their damp... (Read full poem)

The poem
that I chose for you
is simple,
as are all my singing poems.

It has the trace of a veil,
a little balsam,
and a taste of the honey
of lies.

There is also
the coming end of summer
when heat scorches the meadow
and the quick waters
of the... (Read full poem)

20. To Summer - written by William Blake
Read 655 times on Poetry Connection.

O thou who passest thro' our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
That flames from their large nostrils! thou, O Summer,
Oft pitched'st here thy goldent tent, and oft
Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we... (Read full poem)

In Memoriam: Robert Lowell

I can make out the rigging of a schooner
a mile off; I can count
the new cones on the spruce. It is so still
the pale bay wears a milky skin; the sky
no clouds except for one long, carded horse¹s tail.


The islands... (Read full poem)

22. O Gather Me the Rose - written by William Ernest Henley
Read 524 times on Poetry Connection.

O gather me the rose, the rose,
While yet in flower we find it,
For summer smiles, but summer goes,
And winter waits behind it.

For with the dream foregone, foregone,
The deed foreborn forever,
The worm Regret will canker on,
And time will... (Read full poem)

On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams, 
Far I hear the steady drummer
Drumming like a noise in dreams. 

Far and near and low and louder
On the roads of earth go by, 
Dear to friends and food for powder, 
Soldiers... (Read full poem)

24. IN SUMMER. - written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
From The Poems. Published in 1853. Read 559 times on Poetry Connection.

How plain and height
With dewdrops are bright!
How pearls have crown'd
The plants all around!
How sighs the breeze
Thro' thicket and trees!
How loudly in the sun's clear rays
The sweet birds carol forth their lays!

But, ah! above,
Where... (Read full poem)

They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing, they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmovèd, cold, and to temptation slow,
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces,
And husband nature's... (Read full poem)