Potential Titles: Paul Bewsher

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A memory of each mad sunset's fire - Paul Bewsher "Autumn Regrets"

Haunting shapes and goblin cares - Paul Bewsher "Chelsea"

Lost beneath the tranquil blue - Paul Bewsher "Cloud Thoughts"

Angels wander as they hymn - Paul Bewsher "Clouds"

The blue and white enamel of the skies - Paul Bewsher "The Country Beautiful"

Stained with amethyst and amber dyes - Paul Bewsher "The Country Beautiful"

Hidden prize of fragrant violets - Paul Bewsher "The Country Beautiful"

Cast elusive perfume on each hour - Paul Bewsher "The Country Beautiful"

Daisies white in generous flood - Paul Bewsher "The Crash"

Wreck of splintered wood and twisted wire - Paul Bewsher "The Crash"

A little fleet of anchored ships - Paul Bewsher "The Dawn Patrol"

Upon the vision of October days - Paul Bewsher "Dreams of Autumn"

From out the roll of dreaming children - Paul Bewsher "A Fallen Leaf"

Deep in the crumbling bridge's shade - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

My restless hands hold fast the wheel - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

The winds a thousand devils hold - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

Like a sparrow tempest-tost - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

A torture in each nerve - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

Imagination brings its evil thoughts - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

Across Titania's golden streams - Paul Bewsher "The Horrors of Flying"

Untrammelled in the boundless air - Paul Bewsher "The Joy of Flying"

Which scarcely stir the growing grain - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

Must desecrate this silent time - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

Upon my midnight quest - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

Rise towards the scattered stars - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

Which crawl on secret errands - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

A thief at darkest midnight - Paul Bewsher "The Night Raid"

When grey trouble looms so near - Paul Bewsher "The Star"

How bright is Earth's rich gown - Paul Bewsher "Three Triolets: Colours"

With the chill and heartless lilies - Paul Bewsher "To Hilda"

Their years they fill with dross - Paul Bewsher "To Hilda"


As of 27 Nov. 2023, this poet has no Wikipedia page or poets.org page. The book these came from has a publication date of 1917 and was found on Project Gutenberg.


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