If You Knew
Ruth Muskrat Bronson (1897-1982) If you could know the empty ache of loneliness, Masked well behind the calm indifferent face Of us who pass you by in studied hurriedness, Intent upon our way,lest in the little space Of one forgetful moment hungry eyes implore You to be kind, to open up your heart a little more, I’m sure you’d smile a little kindlier, sometimes, To those of us you’ve never seen before. If you could know the eagerness we’d grasp The hand you’d give to us in friendliness; What vast, potential friendship in that clasp We’d press, and love you for your gentleness; If you could know the wide, wide reach Of love that simple friendliness could teach, I’m sure you’d say “Hello, my friend,” sometimes, And now and then extend a hand in friendliness to each.The wind was a are-free soul
Gwendolyn Bennett (1902-1981) The wind was a care-free soul That broke the chains of earth, And strode for a moment across the land With the wild halloo of his mirth. He little cared that he ripped up trees, That houses fell at his hand, That his step broke calm on the breast of seas, That his feet stirred clouds of sand. But when he had had his little joke, Had shouted and laughed and sung, When the trees were scarred, their branches broke, And their foliage aching hung, He crept to his cave with a stealthy tread, With rain-filled eyes and low-bowed head.Silence
Babette Deutsch (1895-1982) Silence with you is like the faint delicious Smile of a child asleep, in dreams unguessed: Only the hinted wonder of its dreaming, The soft, slow-breathing miracle of rest. Silence with you is like a kind departure From iron clangor and the engulfing crowd Into a wide and greenly barren meadow, Under the bloom of some blue-bosomed cloud; Or like one held upon the sands at evening, When the drawn tide rolls out, and the mixed light Of sea and sky enshrouds the far, wind-bellowed Sails that move darkly on the edge of night.My Loves
Langston Hughes ( 1902-1967 ) I love to see the big white moon, A-shining in the sky; I love to see the little stars, When the shadow clouds go by. I love the rain drops falling On my roof-top in the night; I love the soft wind’s sighing, Before the dawn’s gray light. I love the deepness of the blue, In my Lord’s heaven above; But better than all these things I think, I love my lady love.Poetry “sings the language” and connects people
Poetry can be a powerful way to express emotions and thoughts. It helps express and process feelings, which contributes to emotional development. In addition, poetry encourages creative thinking and language skills.Moreover, poetry can help us feel connected to others. Reading and writing poems allows us to share experiences and perspectives, which promotes empathy and understanding. And of course poetry can also be a source of comfort and inspiration, especially in difficult times.Two poems are added to the site every month. I would like others to enjoy these poems too. Poetry “sings the language” and connects people.After the Winter rain
Ina Donna Coolbrith (1841-1928) After the winter rain, Sing, robin! Sing, swallow! Grasses are in the lane, Buds and flowers will follow. Woods shall ring, blithe and gay, With bird-trill and twitter, Though the skies weep to-day, And the winds are bitter. Though deep call unto deep As calls the thunder, And white the billows leap The tempest under; Softly the waves shall come Up the long, bright beaches, With dainty, flowers of foam And tenderest speeches… After the wintry pain, And the long, long sorrow, Sing, heart!—for thee again Joy comes with the morrow.Hope
Theodore Henry Shackelford (1888–1923) O Hope! into my darkened life Thou hast so oft’ descended; My helpless head from failure’s blows, Thou also hast defended; When circumstances hard, and mean, Which I could not control, Did make me bow my head with shame, Thou comforted my soul. When stumbling blocks lay all around, And when my steps did falter, Then did thy sacred fires burn Upon my soul’s high altar. Oft’ was my very blackest night Scarce darker than my day, But thou dispelled those clouds of doubt, And cheered my lonely way. E’en when I saw my friends forsake, And leave me for another, Then thou, O Hope, didst cling to me Still closer than a brother; Thus with thee near I groped my way Through that long, gloomy night Till now; yes, as I speak, behold, I see the light! the light!
About Me
My name is Klaes and I live in The Netherlands. InterPure is a personal website. Over the years I have collected hundreds of poems in the public domain. The poems and poets can be found on the worldwide web. If you are charmed by a poet, you can search the internet for more poems and background information on the poet. I post two new poems on the site every month. After ten poems have been replaced by new ones, I bundle the replaced poems into a PDF document and make them available to download for free. This way, you can still enjoy the poems you missed. Download poems ( not active yet) Do you work in education? Then take a look at blomke.com. Here you will find poems with assignments for students.
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If You Knew
Ruth Muskrat Bronson (1897-1982) If you could know the empty ache of loneliness, Masked well behind the calm indifferent face Of us who pass you by in studied hurriedness, Intent upon our way,lest in the little space Of one forgetful moment hungry eyes implore You to be kind, to open up your heart a little more, I’m sure you’d smile a little kindlier, sometimes, To those of us you’ve never seen before. If you could know the eagerness we’d grasp The hand you’d give to us in friendliness; What vast, potential friendship in that clasp We’d press, and love you for your gentleness; If you could know the wide, wide reach Of love that simple friendliness could teach, I’m sure you’d say “Hello, my friend,” sometimes, And now and then extend a hand in friendliness to each.The wind was a are-free soul
Gwendolyn Bennett (1902-1981) The wind was a care-free soul That broke the chains of earth, And strode for a moment across the land With the wild halloo of his mirth. He little cared that he ripped up trees, That houses fell at his hand, That his step broke calm on the breast of seas, That his feet stirred clouds of sand. But when he had had his little joke, Had shouted and laughed and sung, When the trees were scarred, their branches broke, And their foliage aching hung, He crept to his cave with a stealthy tread, With rain-filled eyes and low-bowed head.Silence
Babette Deutsch (1895-1982) Silence with you is like the faint delicious Smile of a child asleep, in dreams unguessed: Only the hinted wonder of its dreaming, The soft, slow-breathing miracle of rest. Silence with you is like a kind departure From iron clangor and the engulfing crowd Into a wide and greenly barren meadow, Under the bloom of some blue-bosomed cloud; Or like one held upon the sands at evening, When the drawn tide rolls out, and the mixed light Of sea and sky enshrouds the far, wind-bellowed Sails that move darkly on the edge of night.My Loves
Langston Hughes ( 1902-1967 ) I love to see the big white moon, A-shining in the sky; I love to see the little stars, When the shadow clouds go by. I love the rain drops falling On my roof-top in the night; I love the soft wind’s sighing, Before the dawn’s gray light. I love the deepness of the blue, In my Lord’s heaven above; But better than all these things I think, I love my lady love.Poetry “sings the language” and
connects people
Poetry can be a powerful way to express emotions and thoughts. It helps express and process feelings, which contributes to emotional development. In addition, poetry encourages creative thinking and language skills.Moreover, poetry can help us feel connected to others. Reading and writing poems allows us to share experiences and perspectives, which promotes empathy and understanding. And of course poetry can also be a source of comfort and inspiration, especially in difficult times.Two poems are added to the site every month. I would like others to enjoy these poems too. Poetry “sings the language” and connects people.After the Winter rain
Ina Donna Coolbrith (1841-1928) After the winter rain, Sing, robin! Sing, swallow! Grasses are in the lane, Buds and flowers will follow. Woods shall ring, blithe and gay, With bird-trill and twitter, Though the skies weep to-day, And the winds are bitter. Though deep call unto deep As calls the thunder, And white the billows leap The tempest under; Softly the waves shall come Up the long, bright beaches, With dainty, flowers of foam And tenderest speeches… After the wintry pain, And the long, long sorrow, Sing, heart!—for thee again Joy comes with the morrow.Hope
Theodore Henry Shackelford (1888–1923) O Hope! into my darkened life Thou hast so oft’ descended; My helpless head from failure’s blows, Thou also hast defended; When circumstances hard, and mean, Which I could not control, Did make me bow my head with shame, Thou comforted my soul. When stumbling blocks lay all around, And when my steps did falter, Then did thy sacred fires burn Upon my soul’s high altar. Oft’ was my very blackest night Scarce darker than my day, But thou dispelled those clouds of doubt, And cheered my lonely way. E’en when I saw my friends forsake, And leave me for another, Then thou, O Hope, didst cling to me Still closer than a brother; Thus with thee near I groped my way Through that long, gloomy night Till now; yes, as I speak, behold, I see the light! the light!
About Me
My name is Klaes and I live in The Netherlands. InterPure is a personal website. Over the years I have collected hundreds of poems in the public domain. The poems and poets can be found on the worldwide web. If you are charmed by a poet, you can search the internet for more poems and background information on the poet. I post two new poems on the site every month. After ten poems have been replaced by new ones, I bundle the replaced poems into a PDF document and make them available to download for free. This way, you can still enjoy the poems you missed. Download poems ( not active yet) Do you work in education? Then take a look at blomke.com. Here you will find poems with assignments for students.
Copyright Interpure 2026
Contact
It is best to use the form to contact us. By submitting the form, you agree to store your name and email address in our database so that we can notify you when poems are available for download on our site. Email: mailADDinterpure.eu Web: https://interpure.eu The Netherlands