Baby Poems
Poems about Baby
David Herbert Lawrence - A Baby Asleep After Pain
As a drenched, drowned bee Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower, So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears.- Baby poems.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox - A Baby In The House
I knew that a baby was hid in that house,Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;But the husband was tip-toeing 'round like a mouse,And.- Baby poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - A Baby Running Barefoot
When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grassThe little white feet nod like white flowers in the wind, They poise and run like.- Baby poems.
Gary R Ferris - Baby Bird
Ever feel like a baby bird in a tree?Eyes newly opened he can barely see.With his mother away to fetch a worm,He’s scared to move,.- Baby poems.
Sidney Lanier - Baby Charley.
He's fast asleep. See how, O Wife,Night's finger on the lip of lifeBids whist the tongue, so prattle-rife,Of busy Baby Charley.One.- Baby poems.
Carl Sandburg - Baby Face
WHITE MOON comes in on a baby face.The shafts across her bed are flimmering. Out on the land White Moon shines,Shines and glimmers.- Baby poems.
Jackie Kay - Baby Lazarus
When I got homeI went out into the gardenLiking it when the frost bitMy old brown bootsAnd dug a hole the size of a babyAnd buried.- Baby poems.
Raymond A Foss - Baby Raptors
Little vultures, circling over their fresh preywaiting not so patiently, swooping downand back, because they weren’t yet readynot.- Baby poems.
Robert William Service - Baby Sitter
From torrid heat to frigid cold I've rovered land and sea;And now, with halting heart I hold My grandchild on my knee:Yet while.- Baby poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - Baby Tortoise
You know what it is to be born alone,Baby tortoise!The first day to heave your feet little by little from the shell,Not yet awake,And.- Baby poems.
Carl Sandburg - Baby Vamps
BABY vamps, is it harder work than it used to be?Are the new soda parlors worse than the old time saloons? Baby vamps, do you have.- Baby poems.
Ivan Donn Carswell - Baby Waits Alone
Baby waits alone in sandy shallows lying, – wretchedly cryingDam marooned at sea aware her calf is dyingprecious time expiring Biped.- Baby poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - Babyhood
A baby shines as brightIf winter or if May beOn eyes that keep in sightA baby.Though dark the skies or grey be,It fills our eyes with.- Baby poems.
George William Russell - Babylon
THE BLUE dusk ran between the streets: my love was winged within my mind,It left to-day and yesterday and thrice a thousand years behind.To-day.- Baby poems.
Robert Graves - Babylon
The child alone a poet is:Spring and Fairyland are his.Truth and Reason show but dim,And all’s poetry with him. Rhyme and music flow.- Baby poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - Etude Realiste
A Baby's feet, like sea-shells pink,Might tempt, should heaven see meet,An angel's lips to kiss, we think,A baby's feet.Like rose-hued.- Baby poems.
Maggie Estep - Hey Baby
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl)I was having a foul day. Somegeezer harrassed me on the street and I got completely bent.- Baby poems.
Sylvia Plath - Lesbos
Viciousness in the kitchen!The potatoes hiss.It is all Hollywood, windowless,The fluorescent light wincing on and off like a terrible.- Baby poems.
Paul Laurence Dunbar - Little Brown Baby
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee.What you been doin', suh -- makin' san' pies?Look at dat.- Baby poems.
Charles Kingsley - Lorraine
“ARE you ready for your steeplechase, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree? Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree. You’re booked.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 5 Of Trout Fishing In America
WORSEWICKWorsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put someboards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed up the.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 8 Of Trout Fishing In America
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOKDear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington Square. He told me.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 9 Of Trout Fishing In America
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT?Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. Itook the baby and went down.- Baby poems.
Stephen Vincent Benet - Portrait Of A Baby
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon wave that broke.- Baby poems.
Raymond A Foss - Praying For Babylon
A stark, surprising messagefrom the prophet this day,to settle down and live,within captivity; the foreign landto pray for Babylon.- Baby poems.
As a drenched, drowned bee Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower, So clings to me My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears.- Baby poems.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox - A Baby In The House
I knew that a baby was hid in that house,Though I saw no cradle and heard no cry;But the husband was tip-toeing 'round like a mouse,And.- Baby poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - A Baby Running Barefoot
When the bare feet of the baby beat across the grassThe little white feet nod like white flowers in the wind, They poise and run like.- Baby poems.
Gary R Ferris - Baby Bird
Ever feel like a baby bird in a tree?Eyes newly opened he can barely see.With his mother away to fetch a worm,He’s scared to move,.- Baby poems.
Sidney Lanier - Baby Charley.
He's fast asleep. See how, O Wife,Night's finger on the lip of lifeBids whist the tongue, so prattle-rife,Of busy Baby Charley.One.- Baby poems.
Carl Sandburg - Baby Face
WHITE MOON comes in on a baby face.The shafts across her bed are flimmering. Out on the land White Moon shines,Shines and glimmers.- Baby poems.
Jackie Kay - Baby Lazarus
When I got homeI went out into the gardenLiking it when the frost bitMy old brown bootsAnd dug a hole the size of a babyAnd buried.- Baby poems.
Raymond A Foss - Baby Raptors
Little vultures, circling over their fresh preywaiting not so patiently, swooping downand back, because they weren’t yet readynot.- Baby poems.
Robert William Service - Baby Sitter
From torrid heat to frigid cold I've rovered land and sea;And now, with halting heart I hold My grandchild on my knee:Yet while.- Baby poems.
David Herbert Lawrence - Baby Tortoise
You know what it is to be born alone,Baby tortoise!The first day to heave your feet little by little from the shell,Not yet awake,And.- Baby poems.
Carl Sandburg - Baby Vamps
BABY vamps, is it harder work than it used to be?Are the new soda parlors worse than the old time saloons? Baby vamps, do you have.- Baby poems.
Ivan Donn Carswell - Baby Waits Alone
Baby waits alone in sandy shallows lying, – wretchedly cryingDam marooned at sea aware her calf is dyingprecious time expiring Biped.- Baby poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - Babyhood
A baby shines as brightIf winter or if May beOn eyes that keep in sightA baby.Though dark the skies or grey be,It fills our eyes with.- Baby poems.
George William Russell - Babylon
THE BLUE dusk ran between the streets: my love was winged within my mind,It left to-day and yesterday and thrice a thousand years behind.To-day.- Baby poems.
Robert Graves - Babylon
The child alone a poet is:Spring and Fairyland are his.Truth and Reason show but dim,And all’s poetry with him. Rhyme and music flow.- Baby poems.
Algernon Charles Swinburne - Etude Realiste
A Baby's feet, like sea-shells pink,Might tempt, should heaven see meet,An angel's lips to kiss, we think,A baby's feet.Like rose-hued.- Baby poems.
Maggie Estep - Hey Baby
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl)I was having a foul day. Somegeezer harrassed me on the street and I got completely bent.- Baby poems.
Sylvia Plath - Lesbos
Viciousness in the kitchen!The potatoes hiss.It is all Hollywood, windowless,The fluorescent light wincing on and off like a terrible.- Baby poems.
Paul Laurence Dunbar - Little Brown Baby
Little brown baby wif spa'klin' eyes, Come to yo' pappy an' set on his knee.What you been doin', suh -- makin' san' pies?Look at dat.- Baby poems.
Charles Kingsley - Lorraine
“ARE you ready for your steeplechase, Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorree? Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum, Baree. You’re booked.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 5 Of Trout Fishing In America
WORSEWICKWorsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put someboards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed up the.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 8 Of Trout Fishing In America
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOKDear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington Square. He told me.- Baby poems.
Richard Brautigan - Part 9 Of Trout Fishing In America
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT?Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. Itook the baby and went down.- Baby poems.
Stephen Vincent Benet - Portrait Of A Baby
He lay within a warm, soft world Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled, Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red, Wave upon wave that broke.- Baby poems.
Raymond A Foss - Praying For Babylon
A stark, surprising messagefrom the prophet this day,to settle down and live,within captivity; the foreign landto pray for Babylon.- Baby poems.