A Girl - Ezra Pound

The tree has entered my hands,

My Father's Love Letters - Yusef Komunyakaa

On Fridays he'd open a can of Jax
After coming home from the mill,

Daniel Boone - Stephen Vincent Benét

When Daniel Boone goes by

Three rusty nails - Roger McGough

Mother, there's a strange man
Waiting at the door
With a familiar sort of face
You feel you've seen before.

Haiku (the spotted moon) - Bruce Levitan

the spotted moon hangs

Dream Variations - Langston Hughes

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
    Dark like me--
That is my dream!

Where I Live - Maxine Kumin

is vertical:
garden, pond, uphill

Stanzas in Meditation - Gertrude Stein

I think very well of Susan but I do not know her name

Home-Thoughts, From Abroad - Robert Browning

Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England--now!

As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body’s Senses - Paul Éluard

All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse