Rangipo Desert (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Poems about breaking (51 Poems)
The Wife of Flanders (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered, Where I had seven sons until to-day, A little hill of ...
The Towers of Time (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
The Old Song (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Say not the Struggle Naught availeth (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
SAY not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And ...
Syrinx (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
The Future (Leonard Cohen Poem)
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Directions (Billy Collins Poem)
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
A Welcome (William Browne Poem)
WELCOME, welcome! do I sing, Far more welcome than the spring; He that parteth from you never Shall enjoy a ...
Winter Seascape (John Betjeman Poem)
The sea runs back against itself With scarcely time for breaking wave To cannonade a slatey shelf And thunder under ...
Cornish Cliffs (John Betjeman Poem)
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Last Lines (Anne Bronte Poem)
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
High waving heather ‘neath stormy blasts bending (Emily Bronte Poems)
High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Earth ...
To A Cloud (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Beautiful cloud! with folds so soft and fair, Swimming in the pure quiet air! Thy fleeces bathed in sunlight, while ...
The Living Lost (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Matron! the children of whose love, Each to his grave, in youth have passed, And now the mould is heaped ...
Upon a Fit of Sickness (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Twice ten years old not fully told since nature gave me breath, My race is run, my thread spun, lo, ...
The City Revisited (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The grey gulls drift across the bay Softly and still as flakes of snow Against the thinning fog. All day ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
To A Beautiful Quaker (Lord Byron Poem)
Sweet girl! though only once we met, That meeting I shall ne'er forget; And though we ne'er may meet again, ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 85: Op. posth. no. 8 (John Berryman Poem)
Flak. An eventful thought came to me, who squirm in my hole. How will the matter end? Who's king these ...
Dream Song 23: The Lay of Ike (John Berryman Poem)
This is the lay of Ike. Here's to the glory of the Grewt Whiteâ?"awkâ?" who has been runningâ?"erâ?"erâ?"things in recentâ?"echâ?" ...
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin (Robert Browning Poem)
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...