Famous Flier Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Flier poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous flier poems. These examples illustrate what a famous flier poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...to spew flaming breath,
burning the bright halls. A burning light stood tall,
a horror to all humans. The hated wind-flier wished
to leave nothing alive there. The wyrm’s warfare
was plain to see, the cruelly-hostile malice,
from near and far—how the battle-harmer
hated and harassed the Geatish people.
It rushed back to its hoard, its secret hall
just before daytime. The land-dwellers
had been seized by fire, by flames and brands.
It trusted more in its barrow its ...Read more of this...
by
Anonymous,
...
and glistening gold the ground along;
by the wall were marvels, and many a vessel
in the den of the dragon, the dawn-flier old:
unburnished bowls of bygone men
reft of richness; rusty helms
of the olden age; and arm-rings many
wondrously woven. -- Such wealth of gold,
booty from barrow, can burden with pride
each human wight: let him hide it who will! --
His glance too fell on a gold-wove banner
high o’er the hoard, of handiwork noblest,
brilliantly broidered; so ...Read more of this...
by
Anonymous,
...he sky.
But the hunter was also the hunted:
For many of my arrows left my bow only to seek my own breast.
And the flier was also the creeper;
For when my wings were spread in the sun their shadow upon the earth was a turtle.
And I the believer was also the doubter;
For often have I put my finger in my own wound that I might have the greater belief in you and the greater knowledge of you.
And it is with this belief and this knowledge that I say,
You are not enc...Read more of this...
by
Gibran, Kahlil
...fty has the nerve to ride a steeplechase.
It's right enough, while horses pull and take their faces strong,
To rush a flier to the front and bring the field along;
Bur what about the last half-mile, with horses blown and beat --
When every jump means all you know to keep him on his feet.
When any slip means sudden death -- with wife and child to keep --
It needs some nerve to draw the whip and flog him at the leap --
But Corrigan would ride them out, by danger undismay...Read more of this...
by
Paterson, Andrew Barton
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