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Famous Short Fire Poems. Short Fire Poetry by Famous Poets

Famous Short Fire Poems. Short Fire Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Fire short poems

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by William Butler Yeats

Statistics

 'Those Platonists are a curse,' he said,
'God's fire upon the wane,
A diagram hung there instead,
More women born than men.'


by Robert Burns

505. Epitaph for Mr. Gabriel Richardson Brewer

 HERE Brewer Gabriel’s fire’s extinct,
 And empty all his barrels:
He’s blest—if, as he brew’d, he drink,
 In upright, honest morals.


by Carl Sandburg

Pool

 OUT of the fire
Came a man sunken
To less than cinders,
A tea-cup of ashes or so.
And I,
The gold in the house,
Writhed into a stiff pool.


by William Carlos (WCW) Williams

Complete Destruction

 It was an icy day.
We buried the cat,
then took her box
and set fire to it
in the back yard.
Those fleas that escaped
earth and fire
died by the cold.


by Carl Sandburg

Two

 Memory of you is . . . a blue spear of flower.
I cannot remember the name of it.
Alongside a bold dripping poppy is fire and silk.
 And they cover you.


by Odysseus Elytis

From Maria Nephele 1979.

If you are of the Atreides go
elsewhere to shout aloud.
Such fire doesn't kindle the sun
here where conscience rose and
took on a maiden's real body. 


by Mother Goose

Cross Patch


Cross patch, draw the latch,
  Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup and drink it up,
  Then call your neighbors in.


by Emily Dickinson

Peril as a Possesssion

 Peril as a Possesssion
'Tis Good to hear
Danger disintegrates Satiety
There's Basis there --
Begets an awe
That searches Human Nature's creases
As clean as Fire.


by Robert Herrick

HIS REQUEST TO JULIA

 Julia, if I chance to die
Ere I print my poetry,
I most humbly thee desire
To commit it to the fire:
Better 'twere my book were dead,
Than to live not perfected.


by William Butler Yeats

The Moods

 Time drops in decay,
Like a candle burnt out,
And the mountains and woods
Have their day, have their day;
What one in the rout
Of the fire-born moods
Has fallen away?


by Robert Herrick

A MEAN IN OUR MEANS

 Though frankincense the deities require,
We must not give all to the hallow'd fire.
Such be our gifts, and such be our expense,
As for ourselves to leave some frankince


by Walter Savage Landor

On His Seventy-fifth Birthday

 I strove with none, for none was worth my strife;
Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art;
I warmed both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks, and I am ready to depart.


by Walter Savage Landor

I Strove with None

 I strove with none, for none was worth my strife.
Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art:
I warm'd both hands before the fire of life;
It sinks, and I am ready to depart.


by Walter Savage Landor

Dying Speech of an Old Philosopher

 I strove with none, for none was worth my strife:
Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:
I warm'd both hands before the fire of Life;
It sinks; and I am ready to depart.


by Mother Goose

Ladybird


Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!
Your house is on fire, your children all gone,
All but one, and her name is Ann,
And she crept under the pudding pan.


by Walter Savage Landor

Finis

 I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife. 
Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: 
I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; 
It sinks, and I am ready to depart.


by Walt Whitman

Still though the One I Sing.

 STILL, though the one I sing, 
(One, yet of contradictions made,) I dedicate to Nationality, 
I leave in him Revolt, (O latent right of insurrection! O quenchless, indispensable fire!)


by Robert Burns

124. Motto prefixed to the Author’s first Publication

 THE SIMPLE Bard, unbroke by rules of art,
He pours the wild effusions of the heart;
And if inspir’d ’tis Nature’s pow’rs inspire;
Her’s all the melting thrill, and her’s the kindling fire.


by Li Po

Song of the Forge

 The forge-fire sets a glow in the heavens,
the hammer thunders, showering the smoke with sparks.

A ruddy smithy, the white face of the moon,
and the hammer, ringing down cold dark canyons.


by Charles Bukowski

Shoes

 when you're young
a pair of 
female
high-heeled shoes
just sitting
alone
in the closet
can fire your
bones;
when you're old
it's just
a pair of shoes
without
anybody
in them
and 
just as 
well.


by James Wright

The Jewel

 There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobodyt is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.


by Langston Hughes

Fire-Caught

 The gold moth did not love him
So, gorgeous, she flew away.
But the gray moth circled the flame
 Until the break of day.
And then, with wings like a dead desire,
She fell, fire-caught, into the flame.


by Stephen Crane

Mystic shadow bending near me

 Mystic shadow, bending near me,
Who art thou?
Whence come ye?
And -- tell me -- is it fair
Or is the truth bitter as eaten fire?

Tell me!
Fear not that I should quaver.
For I dare -- I dare.
Then, tell me!


by Jean Valentine

To Plath To Sexton

 So what use was poetry
to a white empty house?

Wolf, swan, hare,
in by the fire.

And when your tree
crashed through your house,

what use then
was all your power?

It was the use of you.
It was the flower.


by Carl Sandburg

Fire Pages

 I WILL read ashes for you, if you ask me.
I will look in the fire and tell you from the gray lashes
And out of the red and black tongues and stripes,
I will tell how fire comes
And how fire runs far as the sea.


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