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Famous Short Time Poems. Short Time Poetry by Famous Poets

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

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by Harold Pinter

Poem (I saw Len Hutton in his prime...)

 I saw Len Hutton in his prime

Another time

 another time


by Kobayashi Issa

All the time I pray to Buddha

 All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.


by Kobayashi Issa

Last time I think

 Last time, I think,
I'll brush the flies
from my father's face.


by Philip Larkin

This Is The First Thing

 This is the first thing
I have understood:
Time is the echo of an axe
Within a wood.


by Robert Herrick

THE PRESENT TIME BEST PLEASETH

 Praise, they that will, times past: I joy to see
Myself now live; this age best pleaseth me!


by Mother Goose

Bell Horses


Bell horses, bell horses, what time of day?
One o'clock, two o'clock, three and away.


by Friedrich von Schiller

The Immutable

 Time flies on restless pinions--constant never.
Be constant--and thou chainest time forever.


by Nizar Qabbani

Every Time I Kiss You

 Every time I kiss you
After a long separation
I feel
I am putting a hurried love letter
In a red mailbox.


by Gelett Burgess

The Lazy Roof

 The Roof it has a Lazy Time
A-Lying in the Sun;
The Walls, they have to Hold Him Up;
They do Not Have Much Fun!


by Dorothy Parker

Faute De Mieux

 Travel, trouble, music, art,
A kiss, a frock, a rhyme-
I never said they feed my heart,
But still they pass my time.


by Emily Dickinson

Too happy Time dissolves itself

 Too happy Time dissolves itself
And leaves no remnant by --
'Tis Anguish not a Feather hath
Or too much weight to fly --


by Wang Wei

Duckweed Pond

 Spring pond deep and wide

Time for the vessel’s return

Slow the duckweed flows together

Willows draw them apart again


by Emily Dickinson

Times wily Chargers will not wait

 Time's wily Chargers will not wait
At any Gate but Woe's --
But there -- so gloat to hesitate
They will not stir for blows --


by Emily Dickinson

Before He comes we weigh the Time!

 Before He comes we weigh the Time!
'Tis Heavy and 'tis Light.
When He depart, an Emptiness Is the prevailing Freight.


by Emily Dickinson

Time does go on --

 Time does go on --
I tell it gay to those who suffer now --
They shall survive --
There is a sun --
They don't believe it now --


by Emily Dickinson

Look back on Time with kindly eyes --

 Look back on Time, with kindly eyes --
He doubtless did his best --
How softly sinks that trembling sun
In Human Nature's West --


by Richard Brautigan

Donner Party

 Forsaken, fucking in the cold, 
eating each other, lost 
runny noses, 
complaining all the time 
like so many 
people 
that we know


by Roger McGough

The Time I Like Best

 The time I like best is 6am
when the snow is 6 inches deep
which I'm yet to discover
'cause I'm under the covers
fast, fast asleep.


by Robert Herrick

FELICITY QUICK OF FLIGHT

 Every time seems short to be
That's measured by felicity;
But one half-hour that's made up here
With grief, seems longer than a year.


by William Carlos (WCW) Williams

The Thing

 Each time it rings
I think it is for
me but it is
not for me nor for

anyone it merely
rings and we
serve it bitterly
together, they and I


by Dorothy Parker

George Sand

 What time the gifted lady took
Away from paper, pen, and book,
She spent in amorous dalliance
(They do those things so well in France).


by Robert Burns

187. Epigram on Parting with a kind Host in the Highlands

 WHEN Death’s dark stream I ferry o’er,
 (A time that surely shall come,)
In Heav’n itself I’ll ask no more,
 Than just a Highland welcome.


by Donald Justice

A Birthday Candle

 Thirty today, I saw
The trees flare briefly like
The candles on a cake,
As the sun went down the sky,
A momentary flash,
Yet there was time to wish


by Edward Lear

W was a Watch of Gold:

W

was a Watch of Gold:
It told the time of day, So that Papa knew when to come,
And when to go away.


by Dorothy Parker

Unfortunate Coincidence

 By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying -
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying.


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