Poems on the topic: sea

Poems on the topic “sea” on Poets.by.

ContemplativeGerard Manley Hopkins

The Sea Took Pity

The sea took pity: it interposed with doom: ‘I have tall daughters dear that heed my hand: Let Winter wed one, sow them in her womb, And she shall child them on the New-world strand.’ . . . . . . . .
DreamyEmily Dickinson

I started Early -- Took my Dog --

I started Early -- Took my Dog -- And visited the Sea -- The Mermaids in the Basement Came out to look at me -- And Frigates -- in the Upper Floor Extended Hempen Hands -- Presuming Me to be a Mouse -- Aground -- upon the Sands -- But no Man moved Me -- till the Tide Went past my simple Shoe -- And past my Apron -- and my Belt -- And past my Bodice -- too -- And made as He would eat me up -- As wholly as a Dew Upon a Dandelion's Sleeve -- And then -- I started -- too --
RomanticEmily Dickinson

The Moon is distant from the Sea

The Moon is distant from the Sea -- And yet, with Amber Hands -- She leads Him -- docile as a Boy -- Along appointed Sands -- He never misses a Degree -- Obedient to Her Eye He comes just so far -- toward the Town -- Just so far -- goes away -- Oh, Signor, Thine, the Amber Hand -- And mine -- the distant Sea -- Obedient to the least command Thine eye impose on me --
ContemplativeEmily Dickinson

As if the Sea should part

As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea -- And that -- a further -- and the Three But a presumption be -- Of Periods of Seas -- Unvisited of Shores -- Themselves the Verge of Seas to be -- Eternity -- is Those --
DreamyEmily Dickinson

My Garden -- like the Beach

My Garden -- like the Beach -- Denotes there be -- a Sea -- That's Summer -- Such as These -- the Pearls She fetches -- such as Me
SadEmily Dickinson

Witchcraft was hung, in History,

'Twas such a little -- little boat That toddled down the bay! 'Twas such a gallant -- gallant sea That beckoned it away! 'Twas such a greedy, greedy wave That licked it from the Coast -- Nor ever guessed the stately sails My little craft was lost!
ContemplativeEmily Dickinson

I many times thought Peace had come

I many times thought Peace had come When Peace was far away -- As Wrecked Men -- deem they sight the Land -- At Centre of the Sea -- And struggle slacker -- but to prove As hopelessly as I -- How many the fictitious Shores -- Before the Harbor be --

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