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Famous Drought Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Drought poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous drought poems. These examples illustrate what a famous drought poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Bradstreet, Anne
...our back?
49 Doth Holland quit you ill for all your love?
50 Whence is this storm, from Earth or Heaven above?
51 Is 't drought, is 't Famine, or is 't Pestilence?
52 Dost feel the smart, or fear the consequence?
53 Your humble Child entreats you shew your grief.
54 Though Arms nor Purse she hath for your relief--
55 Such is her poverty,--yet shall be found
56 A suppliant for your help, as she is bound.

Old England. 

57 I must confess some of those Sores you nam...Read more of this...



by Sidney, Sir Philip
...that straight my fancys errour brings
Vnto my mind is Stellas image, wrought
By Loues own selfe, but with so curious drought
That she, methinks, not onley shines but sings.
I start, look, hearke: but in what closde-vp sence
Was held, in opend sense it flies away,
Leauing me nought but wayling eloquence.
I, seeing better sights in sights decay,
Cald it anew, and wooed Sleepe again;
But him, her host, that vnkind guest had slain. 
XXXIX 

Come, Sleepe! ...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...rn!

But Abel herded out on the plains
Where you have to go by the dams and rains.

It happened, after a three-year drought,
The wells, and the springs, and the dams gave out.

The Herd-bulls came to Cain's new house
 ( They wanted water so!--)
With the hot red Sun between their brows,
Sayin' "Give us water for our pore cows!"
 But Cain he told 'em--"No!"

The Cows they came to Cain's big house
With the cold white Moon between their brows,
Sayin' "Give some water to u...Read more of this...

by Lanier, Sidney
...with a mournful anxious face
Into the banker's inner place;
Parleyed, excused, pleaded for longer grace;
Railed at the drought, the worm, the rust, the grass;
Protested ne'er again 'twould come to pass;
With many an `oh' and `if' and `but alas'
Parried or swallowed searching questions rude,
And kissed the dust to soften Dives's mood.
At last, small loans by pledges great renewed,
He issues smiling from the fatal door,
And buys with lavish hand his yearly store
Till his s...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...EVENING was in the wood, louring with storm. 
A time of drought had sucked the weedy pool 
And baked the channels; birds had done with song. 
Thirst was a dream of fountains in the moon, 
Or willow-music blown across the water 5 
Leisurely sliding on by weir and mill. 

Uneasy was the man who wandered, brooding, 
His face a little whiter than the dusk. 
A drone of sultry wings flicker¡¯d in hi...Read more of this...



by Crowley, Aleister
...ubine
Draining heart’s blood to the lees
To empurple those divine
Lips with living luxuries
Life importunate to appease
Drought insatiable of wine!

Tunis in the tremendous trance
Rests from day’s incestuous
Traffic with the radiance
Of her sire-& over us
Gleams the intoxicating glance
Of the Moon & Sirius.

Take the ardour of my impearled
Essence that my shoulders seek
To intensify the curled
Candour of the eyes oblique,
Eyes that see the seraphic sleek
Lust bewitch the ...Read more of this...

by Padel, Ruth
...
hyena, leopard, caracal (that caramel cat
with ear tufts, anxious to feed her cubs)
watching the lame foal weakened by drought.

All you know is, that you don't know,
and are afraid. Moonshadow
where the big rocks laugh apart.
Predator-senses. Cilia. Heat detectors

crowd this long auditorium, segment
after segment of the midnight shuffle-plains.
They radar in on bodies, fluids, molecules
of flesh that do not know they glow, they draw.

Let's give...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...ces to the West, 
Along the pathway of the sun. 

The mountains saw them marching by: 
They faced the all-consuming drought, 
They would not rest in settled land: 
But, taking each his life in hand, 
Their faces ever westward bent 
Beyond the farthest settlement, 
Responding to the challenge cry 
of "better country farther out". 

And lo, a miracle! the land 
But yesterday was all unknown, 
The wild man's boomerang was thrown 
Where now great busy cities stand. 
I...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...the Great Divide 
The grim grey plains run out, 
Where the old flock-masters lived and died 
In a ceaseless fight with drought. 
Weary with waiting and hope deferred 
They were ready to own defeat, 
Till at last they heard the master-word— 
And the master-word was Wheat. 

Yarran and Myall and Box and Pine— 
’Twas axe and fire for all; 
They scarce could tarry to blaze the line 
Or wait for the trees to fall, 
Ere the team was yoked, and the gates flung wide, 
And th...Read more of this...

by Boland, Eavan
...he ever gave her,
buying it for five five francs in the Galeries
in pre-war Paris. It was stifling.
A starless drought made the nights stormy.

They stayed in the city for the summer.
The met in cafes. She was always early.
He was late. That evening he was later.
They wrapped the fan. He looked at his watch.

She looked down the Boulevard des Capucines.
She ordered more coffee. She stood up.
The streets were emptying. T...Read more of this...

by Sexton, Anne
...y had my portrait
done instead.

3.

All that summer sprinklers arched
over the seaside grass.
We talked of drought
while the salt-parched
field grew sweet again. To help time pass
I tried to mow the lawn
and in the morning I had my portrait done,
holding my smile in place, till it grew formal.
Once I mailed you a picture of a rabbit
and a postcard of Motif number one,
as if it were normal
to be a mother and be gone.

They hung my portrait in the chill...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...Behind that great big mountain chain, a line of range and rock -- 
A line that kept us starving there in weary weeks of drought, 
With ne'er a track across the range to let the cattle out. 

"'Twas then, with horses starved and weak and scarcely fit to crawl, 
My husband went to find a way across the rocky wall. 
He vanished in the wilderness -- God knows where he was gone -- 
He hunted till his food gave out, but still he battled on. 
His horses strayed ('twas we...Read more of this...

by Bradstreet, Anne
...torms, nor all the winds that blows.
2.50 I had no ships at Sea, no fraughts to loose.
2.51 I fear'd no drought, nor wet; I had no crop,
2.52 Nor yet on future things did place my hope.
2.53 This was mine innocence, but oh the seeds
2.54 Lay raked up of all the cursed weeds,
2.55 Which sprouted forth in my insuing age,
2.56 As he can tell, that next comes on the stage.
2.57 But yet me let me relate, before I go,
2.58 The sin...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet
The drought of March hath pierced to the root,
And bathed every vein in such licour,
Of which virtue engender'd is the flower;
When Zephyrus eke with his swoote breath
Inspired hath in every holt* and heath *grove, forest
The tender croppes* and the younge sun *twigs, boughs
Hath in the Ram  his halfe course y-run,
And smalle fowles make melody,
That sleepen ...Read more of this...

by Paterson, Andrew Barton
...of a tariff snake, 
Home-made flannels -- mostly cotton, 
Apples full of moths, and rotten, 
Lamb that perished in the drought, 
Starving stock from "furthest out", 
Drops of sweat from cultivators, 
Sweating to feed legislators. 
Grime from a white stoker's nob, 
Toiling at a ******'s job. 
Thus the great Australian Nation, 
Seeks political salvation. 

ALL: Double, double, toil and trouble, 
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 

2ND WITCH: Heel-taps from the th...Read more of this...

by Chaucer, Geoffrey
...lusions *knew
To deeme* by interrogations, *determine
If that men asked him in certain hours,
When that men should have drought or elles show'rs:
Or if men asked him what shoulde fall
Of everything, I may not reckon all.

This clerk was called Hendy* Nicholas; *gentle, handsome
Of derne* love he knew and of solace; *secret, earnest
And therewith he was sly and full privy,
And like a maiden meek for to see.
A chamber had he in that hostelry
Alone, withouten any company...Read more of this...

by Sassoon, Siegfried
...speaks to us when we’re bewitched, 
Smelling the hay in June and smiling quiet;
Or when there’s been a spell of summer drought, 
Lying awake and listening to the rain. 

. . . . 
I’d like to be the simpleton I was 
In the old days when I was whipping-in 
To a little harrier-pack in Worcestershire,
And loved a dairymaid, but never knew it 
Until she’d wed another. So I’ve loved 
My life; and when the good years are gone down, 
Discover what I’ve lost.<...Read more of this...

by Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
...ued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung.

PART THREE

THERE passed a weary time. Each throat
Was parched, and glazed each eye.
A weary time! a weary ti...Read more of this...

by Herbert, George
...rm?d all at length with menaces.

Then entered Sin, and with that sycamore
Whose leaves first sheltered man from drought and dew,
Working and winding slily evermore,
The inward walls and summers cleft and tore;
But Grace shored these, and cut that as it grew.

Then Sin combined with death in a firm band,
To raze the building to the very floor;
Which they effected,--none could them withstand;
But Love and Grace took Glory by the hand,
And built a braver pal...Read more of this...

by Lawson, Henry
...e with our gold. 

Store guns and ammunition first, 
Build forts and warlike factories, 
Sink bores and tanks where drought is worst, 
Give over time to industries. 
The outpost of the white man's race, 
Where next his flag shall be unfurled, 
Make clean the place! Make strong the place! 
Call white men in from all the world!...Read more of this...

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