Penny's Poetry Blog

To Winter Stay, season of calm love and soulful snows!  There is a subtle sweetness in the sun,  The ripples on the stream's breas...

Afternoon in February The day is ending, The night is descending; The marsh is frozen, The river dead. Through clouds like ashes T...

To February O Master-Builder, blustering as you go About your giant work, transforming all The empty woods into a glittering hall, An...

Now winter nights enlarge Now winter nights enlarge The number of their hours, And clouds their storms discharge Upon the airy towers...

Ballade of Tristram's Last Harping The end that Love doth seek, what bard can say,      In that fair season when the tender green ...

Afterglow My darling, on this night of Valentine's,  Excuse me while I find a way to say  I love you, knowing I could never pay  ...

When Yon Full Moon When yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars,    And but one bird makes music in the grove; When you and ...