Did We abolish Frost
The Summer would not cease --
If Seasons perish or prevail
Is optional with Us --(Read full poem)

2. The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 2235 times on American Poems.

The Frost of Death was on the Pane --
"Secure your Flower" said he.
Like Sailors fighting with a Leak
We fought Mortality.

Our passive Flower we held to Sea --
To Mountain -- To the Sun --
Yet even on his Scarlet shelf
To crawl the Frost begun... (Read full poem)

As Frost is best conceived
By force of its Result --
Affliction is inferred
By subsequent effect --

If when the sun reveal,
The Garden keep the Gash --
If as the Days resume
The wilted countenance

Cannot correct the crease
Or counteract the stain... (Read full poem)

4. The Frost was never seen -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 1318 times on American Poems.

The Frost was never seen --
If met, too rapid passed,
Or in too unsubstantial Team --
The Flowers notice first

A Stranger hovering round
A Symptom of alarm
In Villages remotely set
But search effaces him

Till some retrieveless Night
Our Vigilance... (Read full poem)

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the... (Read full poem)

6. Dream Song 37: Three around the Old Gentleman - written by John Berryman
From 77 Dream Songs. Published in 1964. Read 636 times on American Poems.

His malice was a pimple down his good
big face, with its sly eyes. I must be sorry
Mr Frost has left:
I like it so less I don't understood—
he couldn't hear or see well—all we sift—
but this is a bad story.

He had fine... (Read full poem)

The old man takes a nap
too soon in the morning.
His coffee cup grows cold.

Outside the snow falls fast.
He'll not go out today.
Others must clear the way

to the car and the shed.
Open upon his lap
lie the poems of Mr. Frost.

Somehow... (Read full poem)

8. Sheltered Garden - written by H. D.
Read 6013 times on American Poems.

I have had enough.
I gasp for breath.

Every way ends, every road,
every foot-path leads at last
to the hill-crest--
then you retrace your steps,
or find the same slope on the other side,
precipitate.

I have had enough--
border-pinks, clove-pinks,... (Read full poem)

O fan of white silk,
clear as frost on the grass-blade,

You also are laid aside.(Read full poem)

10. The Soughing Wind - written by William Carlos Williams
From Sour Grapes. Published in 1921. Read 1951 times on American Poems.

Some leaves hang late, some fall
before the first frost—so goes 
the tale of winter branches and old bones.(Read full poem)

YOUR whitelight flashes the frost to-night
Moon of the purple and silent west.
Remember me one of your lovers of dreams.(Read full poem)

12. Suum Cuique - written by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Read 2969 times on American Poems.

The rain has spoiled the farmer's day;
Shall sorrow put my books away?
Thereby are two days lost:
Nature shall mind her own affairs,
I will attend my proper cares,
In rain, or sun, or frost.(Read full poem)

Apparently with no surprise
To any happy Flower
The Frost beheads it at its play --
In accidental power --
The blonde Assassin passes on --
The Sun proceeds unmoved
To measure off another Day
For an Approving God.(Read full poem)

14. Aux Imagistes - written by William Carlos Williams
Read 3727 times on American Poems.

I think I have never been so exalted
As I am now by you,
O frost bitten blossoms,
That are unfolding your wings
From out the envious black branches.

Bloom quickly and make much of the sunshine
The twigs conspire against you
Hear them!
They hold you... (Read full poem)

I watcher her face to see which way
She took the awful news --
Whether she died before she heard
Or in protracted bruise
Remained a few slow years with us --
Each heavier than the last --
A further afternoon to fail,
As Flower at fall of Frost.(Read full poem)

16. A Fallen Leaf - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 1942 times on American Poems.

A trusting little leaf of green,
A bold audacious frost;
A rendezvous, a kiss or two,
And youth for ever lost.
Ah, me!
The bitter, bitter cost.

A flaunting patch of vivid red,
That quivers in the sun;
A windy gust, a grave of dust,
The... (Read full poem)

There is an arid Pleasure --
As different from Joy --
As Frost is different from Dew --
Like element -- are they --

Yet one -- rejoices Flowers --
And one -- the Flowers abhor --
The finest Honey -- curdled --
Is worthless -- to the Bee --(Read full poem)

18. It came at last but prompter Death - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 1217 times on American Poems.

It came at last but prompter Death
Had occupied the House --
His pallid Furniture arranged
And his metallic Peace --

Oh faithful Frost that kept the Date
Had Love as punctual been
Delight had aggrandized the Gate
And blocked the coming in.(Read full poem)

Like Time's insidious wrinkle
On a beloved Face
We clutch the Grace the tighter
Though we resent the crease

The Frost himself so comely
Dishevels every prime
Asserting from his Prism
That none can punish him(Read full poem)

20. There is another sky - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 186940 times on American Poems.

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where... (Read full poem)

Summer grows old, cold-blooded mother. 
The insects are scant, skinny. 
In these palustral homes we only 
Croak and wither. 

Mornings dissipate in somnolence. 
The sun brightens tardily 
Among the pithless reeds. Flies fail us. 
he fen sickens.... (Read full poem)

22. Poppies In October - written by Sylvia Plath
From The Collected Poems. Published in 1962. Read 5161 times on American Poems.

Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts.
Nor the woman in the ambulance
Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly ----

A gift, a love gift
Utterly unasked for
By a sky

Palely and flamily
Igniting its carbon... (Read full poem)

Before you knew you owned it
it was gone, stolen, and you were a fool.
How you never felt it is the wonder,
heavy and thick,
lodged deep in your hair like a burr.
You still see the smile of the magician
as he turned the coin in his long... (Read full poem)

24. Victory comes late -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Published in 1955. Read 4329 times on American Poems.

Victory comes late --
And is held low to freezing lips --
Too rapt with frost
To take it --
How sweet it would have tasted --
Just a Drop --
Was God so economical?
His Table's spread too high for Us --
Unless We dine on tiptoe --
Crumbs -- fit such... (Read full poem)

There is a June when Corn is cut
And Roses in the Seed --
A Summer briefer than the first
But tenderer indeed

As should a Face supposed the Grave's
Emerge a single Noon
In the Vermilion that it wore
Affect us, and return --

Two Seasons, it is... (Read full poem)