Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, fantasy, John Keats, love poetry, unsettling
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: death, fantasy, John Keats, love poetry, unsettling
My only books
Were woman’s looks,
And folly’s all they’ve taught me.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: humorous poems, love poetry, Thomas Moore
“You must never go down to the end of the town,
if you don’t go down with me.”
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: A. A. Milne, family, humorous poems, repetend