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Famous Short Water Poems

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

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by Yosa Buson

Evening wind

 Evening wind:
water laps
 the heron's legs.

by Yosa Buson

Washing the hoe

 Washing the hoe--
ripples on the water;
 far off, wild ducks.

by Matsuo Basho

Awake at night

 Awake at night--
the sound of the water jar
 cracking in the cold.

by Kobayashi Issa

Ducks bobbing on the water

 Ducks bobbing on the water--
are they also, tonight,
hoping to get lucky?

by William Carlos (WCW) Williams

The Red Wheelbarrow

 so much depends

a red wheel

glazed with rain

beside the white

by Paul Eluard

The River

 The river I have under my tongue,
Unimaginable water, my little boat,
And curtains lowered, let's speak.

by Ellis Parker Butler

Mary Had A Little Frog

 Mary had a little frog
 And it was water-soaked,
But Mary did not keep it long
 Because, of course, it croaked!

by Emily Dickinson

I could not drink it Sweet

 I could not drink it, Sweet,
Till You had tasted first,
Though cooler than the Water was
The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.

by Mother Goose

A Ship's Nail

    Over the water,
    And under the water,
And always with its head down.

by Edward Lear

J was a jug


was a jug,
So pretty and white,
With fresh water in it
At morning and night.


Nice little jug!

by Edward Lear

U was an urn


was an urn
All polished and bright,
And full of hot water
At noon and at night.


Useful old urn!

by Edward Lear

D was a duck


was a duck
With spots on his back,
Who lived in the water,
And always said "Quack!"


Dear little duck!

by Edward Lear

U was a silver urn


was a silver urn,
Full of hot scalding water; Papa said, "If that Urn were mine,
I'd give it to my daughter!"

by Edward Lear

There was an old person of Sheen

There was an old person of Sheen,
Whose expression was calm and serene;
He sate in the water, and drank bottled porter,
That placid old person of Sheen.

by Emily Dickinson

Water is taught by thirst.

 Water, is taught by thirst.
Land -- by the Oceans passed.
Transport -- by throe -- Peace -- by its battles told -- Love, by Memorial Mold -- Birds, by the Snow.

by Li Po

Waterfall at Lu-shan

 Sunlight streams on the river stones.
From high above, the river steadily plunges-- three thousand feet of sparkling water-- the Milky Way pouring down from heaven.

by Edward Lear

There was an Old Person of Cadiz

There was an Old Person of Cadiz,
Who was always polite to all ladies;
But in handing his daughter, he fell into the water,
Which drowned that Old Person of Cadiz.

by Omar Khayyam

Irám indeed is gone

Irám indeed is gone with all its Rose,
And Jamshýd’s Sev’n-ring’d Cup where no one knows:
But still the Vine her ancient Ruby yields,
And still a Garden by the Water blows.

by Edward Lear

There was a young person in pink

There was a young person in pink,
Who called out for something to drink;
But they said, "O my daughter, there's nothing but water!"
Which vexed that young person in pink.

by Richard Crashaw

Divine Epigrams: To our Lord upon the Water Made Wine

 Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life,
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of thy reign,
Distills from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.

by Li Po

Autumn River Song

 The moon shimmers in green water.
White herons fly through the moonlight.
The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts: into the night, singing, they paddle home together.

by Ezra Pound

The Bath-Tub

 As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, 
When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, 
So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, 
O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.

by Emily Dickinson

So I pull my Stockings off

 So I pull my Stockings off
Wading in the Water
For the Disobedience' Sake
Boy that lived for "or'ter"

Went to Heaven perhaps at Death
And perhaps he didn't
Moses wasn't fairly used --
Ananias wasn't --

by Emily Dickinson

To One denied the drink

 To One denied the drink
To tell what Water is
Would be acuter, would it not
Than letting Him surmise?

To lead Him to the Well
And let Him hear it drip
Remind Him, would it not, somewhat
Of His condemned lip?

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.