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Famous Out Of The Blue Poems by Famous Poets

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

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by Clampitt, Amy
...t want her. A half-brother she met just once.
Cousins in Wisconsin, one of whom phoned her from a candy 
store, out of the blue, while she was living in Chicago.
 What had brought her there, or when, remained unclear.

As did much else. We'd met in church. I noticed first
a big, soaring soprano with a wobble in it, then 
the thickly wreathed and braided crimp in the mouse-
gold coiffure. Old? Young? She was of no age.
Through rimless lenses she...Read more of this...



by Tebb, Barry
...red me but time’s gone by

And why after all etcetera but I

Said to forget it, my visit instead

Of a letter, bringing out of the blue

Reams of poetry about you who never

Knew what became of me with my

Stories and dreams.





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We sat and smoked through the evening

With no telephone to interrupt, just

The wind wailing round Seacroft Towers;

Your ex-brother-in-law’s ex-wife called

Round with a book but you told her to

Sling her hook and we sat on the worn cou...Read more of this...

by Hikmet, Nazim
...


 From the journal of a deckhand named John aboard a 
British vessel in the China Sea


One night
 a typhoon blows up out of the blue.
Man,
 what a hurricane!
Mounted on the back of yellow devil, the Mother of God
 whirls around and around, churning up the air.
And as luck would have it,
 I've got the watch on the foretop.
The huge ship under me
 looks about this big!
The wind is roaring
 blast
 after blast,
 blast
 after blast...
The mast quivers li...Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...Belatedly I found a poem of yours ‘Leeds 2’

In ‘Flashpoint’, a paint-stained worn out

School anthology from 1962. Out of the blue

I wrote to you but the letter came back ‘Gone away

N.F.A.’ then I tried again and had a marvellous letter back

Full of stories of the great and good and all their private sins,

You knew where the bodies were buried.

Who put the knife in, who slept with who

For what reward. They never could shut you up

Or put you in ...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...the grey sea-forests curl, 
Splashed with a splendid sickness, the sickness of the pearl; 
They swell in sapphire smoke out of the blue cracks of the ground,-- 
They gather and they wonder and give worship to Mahound. 
And he saith, "Break up the mountains where the hermit-folk can hide, 
And sift the red and silver sands lest bone of saint abide, 
And chase the Giaours flying night and day, not giving rest, 
For that which was our trouble comes again out of the west....Read more of this...



by Lawrence, D. H.
...A gang of labourers on the piled wet timber
That shines blood-red beside the railway siding
Seem to be making out of the blue of the morning
Something faery and fine, the shuttles sliding,

The red-gold spools of their hands and faces shuttling
Hither and thither across the morn's crystalline frame
Of blue: trolls at the cave of ringing cerulean mining,
And laughing with work, living their work like a game....Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...of palms
Sends up its forked
Firework of fronds.

A quartz-clear dawn
Inch by bright inch
Gilds all our Avenue,
And out of the blue drench
Of Angels' Bay
Rises the round red watermelon sun....Read more of this...

by Tebb, Barry
...through.



The next weekend I had the flu and insisted you came to look after me

In my newly-rented bungalow. Out of the blue I said, “What you did for him

You can do for me”. It was not the way our first and only love-making

Should have been, you guilty and regretful, me resentful and not tender.

When I woke I saw you in the half-light naked, curled and innocent

I truly loved you If I’d proposed you might have agreed, I’ll never know.

A month later...Read more of this...

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