Poems by First Line

• Jimmy Wimbleton listened a first week in June - Carl Sandburg
• John Brown in Kansas settled, like a steadfast Yankee farmer - Edmund Clarence Stedman
• John Chapman was a tinker - Anonymous
• John Huggins was as bold a man - Thomas Hood
• John J. Rismond, 52, structural iron worker on the magnificent Crowly Building now being erected at ninety-sixth and Lexington - Robert Clairmont
• John of Padua duly came - George Walter Thornbury
• Joy it is in Ranikhet - Alfred Williams
• Judah's cities are forlorn - James Montgomery
• Junkies line up by the infant day - Yasemin Balandi
• Just a changing sea of colour - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
• Just a shell, to which the seaweed glittering yet with greenness clings - Henry Clarence Kendall
• Just after rain - Robert Clairmont
• JUST at the point Of facing death in fronting Moslem steel, - Charlotte Fiske Bates
• Just because we have broken their statues, - Constantine Cavafy
• Just imagine if the rain did not stop - Will Hatchett
• Just now the lilac is in bloom, - Rupert Brooke
• Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, - James Wright
• Just opposite the elegant Custom House - R.N. Currey
• Just these two words beneath a little spray - Charlotte Fiske Bates
• Just where 208 edges into - M.E. Bredimus

Poems about Places