Poems by First Line

• I walk in-a Brixtan Market - James Berry
• I walk the streets of the city like a - Joseph Aprile
• I WALK, as in a dream, - Bayard Taylor
• I walked among the seven woods of Coole - William Butler Yeats
• I walked entranced - James Clarence Mangan
• I walked with Maisie long years back - James Elroy Flecker
• I wander down on Clinton street south of Polk - Carl Sandburg
• I wander thro' each charter'd street, - William Blake
• I wandered in Scoglietto's green retreat - Oscar Wilde
• I wandered lonely as a Cloud - William Wordsworth
• I was a young fair tree: - Henry Alford
• I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city - Walt Whitman
• I was born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat - Carl Sandburg
• I was dreaming that I went - Letitia Elizabeth Landon
• I WAS in Margate last July, I walked upon the pier, - Richard Harris Barham
• I was in St. Louis when their mystic Prophet came - Edgar Albert Guest
• I was just a scrawny boy - Mark Nenadov
• I WAS not made of common calf, Nor ever meant for country loon; - Giuseppe Giusti
• I was very well pleased with what I knowed - Rudyard Kipling
• I watched the morning yesterday - John Davidson

Poems about Places