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Famous Snapped Poems by Famous Poets

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Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry
...ty's death by fire;
Under a candle's eye, that smoked in tears, I
Wanted to tell, in more than wax, of faiths that were snapped like wire.
All day I walked abroad among the rubbled tales,
Shocked at each wall that stood on the street like a liar;
Loud was the bird-rocked sky, and all the clouds were bales
Torn open by looting, and white, in spite of the fire.
By the smoking sea, where Christ walked, I asked, why
Should a man wax tears, when his wooden world fails?
In town, le...Read more of this...
by Walcott, Derek



...n—
 And politician at odd seasons.
I’ve kept Brown standing in the cold
 While I invested him with reasons;

But now he snapped his eyes three times;
 Then shook his lantern, saying, “Ile’s
’Bout out!” and took the long way home
 By road, a matter of several miles....Read more of this...
by Frost, Robert
...f grigs high up that make the merry din, 
Saucy through their veined wings, and mind me not. 
In which feat, if his leg snapped, brittle clay, 
And he lay stupid-like,--why, I should laugh; 
And if he, spying me, should fall to weep, 
Beseech me to be good, repair his wrong, 
Bid his poor leg smart less or grow again,-- 
Well, as the chance were, this might take or else 
Not take my fancy: I might hear his cry, 
And give the mankin three sound legs for one, 
Or pluck the othe...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert
...ous defect 
In this world’s archery. I might have tried, 
With a flat facetiousness, to demonstrate 
What they had only snapped at and thereby
Made out of my best evidence no more 
Than comfortable food for their conceit; 
But patient wisdom frowned on argument, 
With a side nod for silence, and I smoked 
A series of incurable dry pipes
While Morgan fiddled, with obnoxious care, 
Things that I wished he wouldn’t. Killigrew, 
Drowsed with a fond abstraction, like an ass, 
Lay ...Read more of this...
by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...omewhere there is a break in the chain of light 
and one of the stars has been lost.' 

The golden string of their harp snapped, 
their song stopped, and they cried in dismay 
---`Yes, that lost star was the best, 
she was the glory of all heavens!' 

From that day the search is unceasing for her, 
and the cry goes on from one to the other 
that in her the world has lost its one joy! 

Only in the deepest silence of night the stars smile 
and whisper among themselves 
---`Vai...Read more of this...
by Tagore, Rabindranath



...aughter,
Which on the wind came roaring after
A moment from that rabble rout:
With sudden wrath I wrenched my head,
And snapped the cord, which to the mane
Had bound my neck in lieu of rein,
And, writhing half my form about,
Howled back my curse; but 'midst the tread,
The thunder of my courser's speed,
Perchance they did not hear nor heed:
It vexes me - for I would fain
Have paid their insult back again.
I paid it well in after days:
There is not of that castle gate.
Its draw...Read more of this...
by Byron, George (Lord)
...ld,
For a dream's sake.

I hang my harp upon a tree,
A weeping willow in a lake;
I hang my silent harp there, wrung and snapped
For a dream's sake.

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
For a dream's sake....Read more of this...
by Rossetti, Christina
...pond gives a leap, they say:
As I leaned and looked over the aloed arch
Of the villa-gate this warm March day,
No flash snapped, no dumb thunder rolled
In the valley beneath where, white and wide
And washed by the morning water-gold,
Florence lay out on the mountain-side.

II.

River and bridge and street and square
Lay mine, as much at my beck and call,
Through the live translucent bath of air,
As the sights in a magic crystal ball.
And of all I saw and of all I praised,
The...Read more of this...
by Browning, Robert
...n to order his.
Luckily Eunice did not understand That he but read himself 
aloud, for this
Their friendship would have snapped. She treated him And 
spoilt him like a brother. It was now
"Gervase" and "Eunice" with them, and he dined Whenever 
she'd allow,
In the oak parlour, underneath the dim
Old pictured Framptons, opposite her slim
Figure, so bright against the chair behind.

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Eunice was happier than she had been For many 
days, and yet the hours were long.
All Ger...Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...derstand:
So with despair I wrestled there - when suddenly I saw
The volume he was holding in his hand.

Then something snapped inside my brain, and with an evil start
The wolf-man in me woke to rabid rage.
"I saved your lousy life," says I; "so show you have a heart,
And tear me out a solitary page."
He shrank and shrivelled at my words; his face went pewter white;
'Twas just as if I'd handed him a blow:
And then . . . and then he seemed to swell, and grow to Heaven's height...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...sing.
I was coming apart.
They loved me until
I was gone.



2. THE DY-DEE DOLL

My Dy-dee doll
died twice.
Once when I snapped
her head off
and let if float in the toilet
and once under the sun lamp
trying to get warm
she melted.
She was a gloom,
her face embracing
her little bent arms.
She died in all her rubber wisdom.



3. SEVEN TIMES

I died seven times
in seven ways
letting death give me a sign,
letting death place his mark on my forehead,
crossed over, crossed over

A...Read more of this...
by Sexton, Anne
...ore the door for ever locked; 
She was so white that I was scared, 
A gas jet, turned the wrong way, flared, 
And Silas snapped the bars in place. 
Miss Bourne stood white and searched my face. 
When Silas done, with ends of tunes 
He 'gan a gathering the spittoons, 
His wife primmed lips and took the till. 
Miss Bourne stood still and I stood still. 
Miss Bourne stood still and I stood still, 
And "Tick. Slow. Tick. Slow" went the clock. 
She said, "He waits until you knock....Read more of this...
by Masefield, John
...ind a dram; then we'll ca' in the rest
O' the lads, and we'll hae a Burns' Nicht wi' the best."

"Be ready at sundoon," snapped Sergeant McCole;
"I want you two men for the List'nin' Patrol."
Then Private McPhee looked at Private McPhun:
"I'm thinkin', ma lad, we're confoundedly done."
Then Private McPhun looked at Private McPhee:
"I'm thinkin' auld chap, it's a' aff wi' oor spree."
But up spoke their crony, wee Wullie McNair:
"Jist lea' yer braw haggis for me tae prepare;
An...Read more of this...
by Service, Robert William
...old Three-headed Cerberus of Hell
Had set upon the Duke of Normandy,
Their rightful Regent, snarled in his great face,
Snapped jagged teeth in inch-breadth of his throat,
And blown such hot and savage breath upon him,
That he had tossed great sops of royalty
Unto the clamorous, three-mawed baying beast.
And was not further on his way withal,
And had but changed a snarl into a growl:
How Arnold de Cervolles had ta'en the track
That war had burned along the unhappy land,
Shout...Read more of this...
by Lanier, Sidney
...When his boat snapped loose
from its mooring, under
the screaking of the gulls,
he tried at first to wave
to his dear ones on shore,
but in the rolling fog
they had already lost their faces.
Too tired even to choose
between jumping and calling,
somehow he felt absolved and free
of his burdens, those mottoes
stamped on his name-tag:
conscience, ambition, and all
that carin...Read more of this...
by Kunitz, Stanley
...ey are." 
The lawyer wore a watch the case of which 
Was cunningly devised to make a noise 
Like a small pistol when he snapped it shut 
At such a time as this. He snapped it now. 
"Well, Anne, go, dearie. Our affair will wait. 
The lawyer man is thinking of his train. 
He wants to give me lots and lots of money 
Before he goes, because I hurt myself, 
And it may take him I don't know how long. 
But put our flowers in water first. Will, help her: 
The pitcher's too full for h...Read more of this...
by Frost, Robert
...many a chill September, 
And though I was a youngster then, 
That gale I well remember; 
The day before, my kite-string snapped, 
And I, my kite pursuing, 
The wind whisked off my palm-leaf hat; 
For me two storms were brewing!

It came as quarrels sometimes do, 
When married folks get clashing;
There was a heavy sigh or two, 
Before the fire was flashing, 
A little stir among the clouds,
Before they rent asunder,--
A little rocking of the trees, 
And then came on the thunder...Read more of this...
by Holmes, Oliver Wendell
...rom his pocket he took a paper. The twine
Was knotted, and he searched a knife
From his jumbled tools. The cord of life
Snapped as he cut the little string.
He knew that he must do the thing
He feared. He shook powder into the wine,
And holding it up so the candle's shine
Sparked a ruby through its heart,
He drank it. "Dear, never apart
Again! You have said it was mine to do.
It is done, and I am come to you!"

Paul Jannes let the empty wine-glass fall,
And held out his arms....Read more of this...
by Lowell, Amy
...
of primeval invulnerability. He turned

the blunt spear point of his jaws,
puffing his undermouth like a bullfrog,
and snapped at your shoe,
vising a beakful of-- thank God--
leather. You had to shake him loose. We left him
to his own devices, talked on the way home

of what must lead him to new marsh
or old home ground. The next day you saw,
one town over, remains of shell
in front of the little liquor store. I argued
it was too far from where we'd seen him,
too small to be...Read more of this...
by Doty, Mark
...ing behind us.
Kantiuk told me that two wolves, lean as the bones of a wrecked ship,
had followed us the last hour, and snapped their teeth
as if already feasting.
I carried the one cartridge only
in my riffle, since, approaching the second winter,
we rationed stores.

As it turned dark,
we could push no further, and made
camp in a corner of ice hummocks,
and the wolves stopped also, growling
just past the limits of vision,
coming closer, until I could hear
the click of their...Read more of this...
by Hall, Donald

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