The earth for the rain forever cannot long
The birds have to somewhere break into song
A clear dawn lurks
to break the dark forlorn
Brewing and brown
Just beyond my horizon
Sweet promising warm
Is it the whiff I caught ?
Of a lurking storm
How long how long
For the clouds to form?
How long how long
For the skies to rumble into storm?
Will it break before the evening light
Or stake its claims for the dawn unborn?
Will it thunder and sound
Quake and astound?
Shake earth and sky
And ground me at noon
with a deep desire to gladly die
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End of the poem
15 random poems
- Ballad on Mr. Heron’s Election—No. 3 by Robert Burns
- My arm for a pillow by Yosa Buson
- Fortune-Hunter, The – Canto 5 by William Somervile
- Translation of a Prayer of Brutus poem – Alexander Pope
- Robert Burns: Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part:
- Hyla Brook by Robert Frost
- The Boy by William Allingham
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Слезы и звуки
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нынче мне не до улыбок
- Олег Мехов – Ах, у нашего Антошки
- Gem Immortality
- Bliss Of Eternity by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Day’s Rain Is Done poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Robert Burns: The Country Lass:
- Василий Жуковский – Дружба
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
