Poems by First Line

• Palm trees line the streets keeping every car inside - Jaiden Wittel
• paper umbrellas - Kobayashi Issa
• Para Aragón, en España - Jose Marti
• Pardon, old fathers, if you still remain - William Butler Yeats
• Paris - Aldo Kraas
• Paris is her name - Angel Wade
• Paris is her name - David Darbyshire
• Pass we drear New Holland's shoals - James Montgomery
• Pass we high Carmel, with his slopes of green - Nicholas Michell
• Pass we yon wilds where Ruin sternly lowers - Nicholas Michell
• Passage to India - Walt Whitman
• Passing through huddled and ugly walls - Carl Sandburg
• Past cottage piers, past the tiny store and - Bonnie Manion
• Past emerald plains and furrowed mountains old - Thomas Gold Appleton
• Past the coffee shop, a chilled refectory - Will Hatchett
• Patria menor, territorio vasto de supremos vínculos - Stella Maris Berdaxagar
• paying no heed - Kobayashi Issa
• Pea pods cling to stems - Carl Sandburg
• Peace is our portion. Yet a whisper rose - Rudyard Kipling
• Peace on the hush'd earth fell at eventide - Bessie Rayner Parkes

Poems about Places