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Famous Short Beautiful Poems. Short Beautiful Poetry by Famous Poets

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

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by Emily Dickinson

The words the happy say

 The words the happy say
Are paltry melody
But those the silent feel
Are beautiful --


by Carl Sandburg

My People

 MY people are gray,
 pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray.
I call them beautiful,
 and I wonder where they are going.


by Walt Whitman

Beautiful Women.

 WOMEN sit, or move to and fro—some old, some young; 
The young are beautiful—but the old are more beautiful than the young.


by Friedrich von Schiller

The Moral Force

 If thou feelest not the beautiful, still thou with reason canst will it;
And as a spirit canst do, that which as man thou canst not.


by Edward Lear

L was a lily

L

was a lily,
So white and so sweet!
To see it and smell it
Was quite a nice treat.

l!

Beautiful Lily!


by Edward Lear

A was an ape

A

was an ape,
Who stole some white tape,
And tied up his toes
In four beautiful bows.

a!

Funny old Ape!


by Edward Lear

F was a fan

F

was a fan
Made of beautiful stuff;
And when it was used,
It went puffy-puff-puff!

f!

Nice little fan.


by Edward Lear

Z was some zinc

Z

was some zinc,
So shiny and bright,
Which caused you to wink
In the sun's merry light.

z

Beautiful zinc!


by Edward Lear

W was a watch

W

was a watch,
Where, in letters of gold,
The hour of the day
You might always behold.

w!

Beautiful watch!


by Edward Lear

P was a polly

P

was a polly,
All red, blue, and green,—
The most beautiful polly
That ever was seen.

p!

Poor little Polly!


by Edward Lear

E was an eagle

E

was an eagle,
Who sat on the rocks,
And looked down on the fields
And the-far-away flocks.

e!

Beautiful eagle!


by Richard Brautigan

Deer Tracks

 Beautiful, sobbing 
high-geared fucking 
and then to lie silently 
like deer tracks in the 
freshly-fallen snow beside 
the one you love. 
That's all.


by Richard Brautigan

Discovery

 The petals of the vagina unfold
like Christofer Columbus
taking off his shoes.

Is there anything more beautiful
than the bow of a ship
touching a new world?


by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Recipe For Happiness Khaborovsk Or Anyplace

 One grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.

One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.

One fine day.


by Robert Burns

472. To the beautiful Miss Eliza J——n on her principles of Liberty and Eqality

 HOW, Liberty! girl, can it be by thee nam’d?
Equality too! hussey, art not asham’d?
Free and Equal indeed, while mankind thou enchainest,
And over their hearts a proud Despot so reignest.


by Robert Creeley

Water Music

 The words are a beautiful music.
The words bounce like in water.

Water music,
loud in the clearing

off the boats,
birds, leaves.

They look for a place
to sit and eat--

no meaning,
no point.


by Richard Brautigan

The Beautiful Poem

 I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.

Pissing a few moments ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.

Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.

3 A.M.
January 15, 1967


by William Butler Yeats

The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love

 Pale brows, still hands and dim hair,
I had a beautiful friend
And dreamed that the old despair
Would end in love in the end:
She looked in my heart one day
And saw your image was there;
She has gone weeping away.


by Spike Milligan

Mirror Mirror

 A young spring-tender girl
combed her joyous hair
'You are very ugly' said the mirror.
But,
on her lips hung
a smile of dove-secret loveliness,
for only that morning had not
the blind boy said,
'You are beautiful'?


by Emily Dickinson

Id rather recollect a setting

 I'd rather recollect a setting
Than own a rising sun
Though one is beautiful forgetting --
And true the other one.

Because in going is a Drama
Staying cannot confer
To die divinely once a Twilight --
Than wane is easier --


by Li Po

Listening to a Flute in Yellow Crane Pavillion

 I came here a wanderer
thinking of home,
remembering my far away Ch'ang-an.
And then, from deep in Yellow Crane Pavillion,
I heard a beautiful bamboo flute
play "Falling Plum Blossoms."
It was late spring in a city by the river.


by Stevie Smith

Conviction (iv)

 I like to get off with people,
I like to lie in their arms
I like to be held and lightly kissed,
Safe from all alarms.

I like to laugh and be happy
With a beautiful kiss,
I tell you, in all the world
There is no bliss like this.


by Carl Sandburg

Fire-Logs

 NANCY HANKS dreams by the fire;
Dreams, and the logs sputter,
And the yellow tongues climb.
Red lines lick their way in flickers.
Oh, sputter, logs.
 Oh, dream, Nancy.
Time now for a beautiful child.
Time now for a tall man to come.


by Carl Sandburg

Repetitions

 THEY are crying salt tears
Over the beautiful beloved body
Of Inez Milholland,
Because they are glad she lived,
Because she loved open-armed,
Throwing love for a cheap thing
Belonging to everybody—
Cheap as sunlight,
And morning air.


by William Butler Yeats

Father And Child

 She hears me strike the board and say
That she is under ban
Of all good men and women,
Being mentioned with a man
That has the worst of all bad names;
And thereupon replies
That his hair is beautiful,
Cold as the March wind his eyes.


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