Penny's Poetry Blog

from The Social Zodiac July On Henley Bridge, in sweet July, A gentle breeze, a cloudless sky!      Indeed it is a pleasant place,  ...

London in July What ails my senses thus to cheat?      What is it ails the place, That all the people in the street      Should wear ...

A Summer Night Her mist of primroses within her breast Twilight hath folded up, and o'er the west, Seeking remoter valleys long ha...

A Summer Day  Green leaves panting for joy with the great wind rushing through;   A burst of the sun from cloud and a sparkle on valley...

Summer Days In summer, when the days were long, We walk’d, two friends, in field and wood; Our heart was light, our step was strong,...

Lying in the Grass Between two golden tufts of summer grass, I see the world through hot air as through glass, And by my face sweet ...

The Dyke From dyke to hill-side sways the level sweep      Of all the ripened hay in mid-July;      A tideless sea of rustling melody,...