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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
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.


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

J

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

j!

Nice little jug!


by Edward Lear

U was an urn

U

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

u

Useful old urn!


by Edward Lear

D was a duck

D

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

d

Dear little duck!


by Omar Khayyam

Sooner with half a loaf contented be,

Sooner with half a loaf contented be,
And water from a broken crock, like me,
Than lord it over one poor fellow-man,
Or to another bow the vassal knee.


by Edward Lear

U was a silver urn

U

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 Omar Khayyam

My love shone forth, and I was overcome,

My love shone forth, and I was overcome,
My heart was speaking, but my tongue was dumb;
Beside the water-brooks I died of thirst.
Was ever known so strange a martyrdom?


by Omar Khayyam

O you who tremble not at fires of hell,

O you who tremble not at fires of hell,
Nor wash in water of remorse's well,
When winds of death shall quench your vital torch,
Beware lest earth your guilty dust expel.


by Omar Khayyam

Let not base avarice enslave thy mind,

Let not base avarice enslave thy mind,
Nor vain ambition in its trammels bind;
Be sharp as fire, as running water swift,
Not, like earth's dust, the sport of every wind!


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 Omar Khayyam

Not-being's water served to mix my clay,

Not-being's water served to mix my clay,
And on my heart grief's fire doth ever prey,
And blown am I like wind about the world,
And last my crumbling earth is swept away.


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 Omar Khayyam

Here in this tavern haunt I make my lair,

Here in this tavern haunt I make my lair,
Pawning for wine, heart, soul, and all I wear,
Without a hope of bliss, or fear of bale,
Rapt above water, earth, and fire, and air.


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

O wheel of heaven, you thwart my heart's desire,

O wheel of heaven, you thwart my heart's desire,
And rend to shreds my scanty joy's attire,
The water that I drink you foul with earth,
And turn the very air I breathe to fire!


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.


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