Teagans Selected Poetry


Welcome to my garret once again. I hope you have enjoyed my poetry selections over the last few years. I will remind you that all this is made easier for me if I get feedback, creative comments and suggestions about the poetry you like.
As I said last year, poetry has such a diverse following and covers so many moods that we are not always ready for certain poems at that time. However, another day, another mood and those poems suit perfectly. For this reason I am suggesting that you bookmark this place and return and read the poems I choose each week, they are after all intended for your pleasure and inspiriation as well as mine.
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My Selected Poetry

Seven ages of manWilliam Shakespeare
Canzoniere 132Francesco Petrarch
Capitolo 13Veronica Franco
The AlbatrossCharles Baudelaire
Waltzing Matilda"Banjo" Patterson
Northern RiverJudith Wright
Some Kiss We WantJelaluddin Rumi
To His Sleeping MistressJohn Fletcher
What lips my lips have kissedEdna St. Vincent Millay
Loon PointAmy Lowell
The Most Extraordinary WomenPier Giorgio Di Cicco
Danny DeeverRudyard Kipling
After AllHenry Lawson
SuperiorityNora B Cunningham
A Psalm Of LifeHenry Wadsworth Longfellow
Easter 1916William Butler Yeats
Evening StarEdgar Allen Poe
I Wandered Lonely As A CloudWilliam Wordsworth
Let It Be ForgottenSara Teasdale
ANZAC DayD. Hunter
Grandpa, What Did You DoJeff Cook
Mrs Judge JenkinsBret Harte
The HighwaymanAlfred Noyes
Where the Brumbies Come to WaterWill H. Ogilvie
So We'll Go No More A-RovingGeorge Gordon, Lord Byron
The IndifferentJohn Donne
TomorrowLope de Vega
Break, Break, BreakAlfred, Lord Tennyson
The PianoD. H. Lawrence
The Grave of ShelleyOscar Wilde
GriefElizabeth Barrett Browning
To HelenEdgar Allan Poe
The Day Is DoneHenry Wadswoth Longfellow
EphemeraWilliam Butler Yeats
Knocked UpHenry Lawson
The Day Came SlowEmily Dickinson
Frost At MidnightSamuel Taylor Coleridge
Because my Faltering FeetHilaire Belloc
Lucy GreyWilliam Wordsworth
Company of LoversJudith Wright
The Man from Snowy RiverA.B.(Banjo) Paterson
I Sit and Look OutWalt Whitman
During Wind and RainThoma Hardy
BarterSarah Teasdale
La Belle Dame Sans MerciJohn Keats
Abou Ben AdhemLeigh Hunt
How the Fire Queen Crossed the SwampWill H Ogilvie
IrreparablenessElizabeth Barret Browning
Delight In DisorderRobert Herrick
A SoldierRobert Frost
Home They Brought Her Warrior DeadAlfred Lord Tennyson
I Measure Every Grief I MeetEmily Dickinson
L'EnvoiRudyard Kipling
Bright StarJohn Keats
Full MoonVita Sackville-West
Christmas GreetingsLewis Carroll
Christmas Eve at SeaJohn Masefield
A Carol For ChildrenOgden Nash
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My Classic Poetry Sites

AmorettiEdmund Spenser
Ballad of Reading JailOscar Wilde
Collected PoetryEdgar Allan Poe
Hebrew MelodiesGeorge Gordon Byron
Horatius Defends the BridgeThomas Babington Macaulay
Poems in Terza RimaVeronica Franco
The Rime of the Ancient MarinerSamuel Taylor Coleridge
Rubaiyat of Omar KhayyamEdward FitzGerald
Shakespeare's SonnetsWilliam Shakespeare
Sonnets From The PortugueseElizabeth Barrett Browning
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Only after the last tree has been cut down
Only after the last river has been poisoned
Only after the last fish has been caught
Only then can we realise that money can not be eaten
- Cree Indian Prophesy