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Isaac Rosenberg Short Poems

Famous Short Isaac Rosenberg Poems. Short poetry by famous poet Isaac Rosenberg. A collection of the all-time best Isaac Rosenberg short poems


by Isaac Rosenberg
 I snatched two poppies 
From the parapet’s ledge, 
Two bright red poppies 
That winked on the ledge.
Behind my ear I stuck one through, One blood red poppy I gave to you.
The sandbags narrowed And screwed out our jest, And tore the poppy You had on your breast .
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Down - a shell - O! Christ, I am choked .
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safe .
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dust blind, I See trench floor poppies Strewn.
Smashed you lie.



by Isaac Rosenberg
 Moses, from whose loins I sprung,
Lit by a lamp in his blood
Ten immutable rules, a moon
For mutable lampless men.
The blonde, the bronze, the ruddy, With the same heaving blood, Keep tide to the moon of Moses.
Then why do they sneer at me?

by Isaac Rosenberg
 Through these pale cold days
What dark faces burn
Out of three thousand years,
And their wild eyes yearn,

While underneath their brows
Like waifs their spirits grope
For the pools of Hebron again--
For Lebanon's summer slope.
They leave these blond still days In dust behind their tread They see with living eyes How long they have been dead.