The Pobble Who Has No Toes (Edward Lear Poem)
The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said "Some day you may lose ...
Poems about cat (31 Poems)
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Eternity (James Lee Jobe Poem)
for C. G. Macdonald, 1956-2006 Charlie, sunrise is a three-legged mongrel dog, going deaf, already blind in one eye, answering ...
WHAT I DID IN THE MOONLIGHT (James Lee Jobe Poem)
I planted my grief in freshly turned earth A tree grows there now You should see the size of it ...
A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight (James Joyce Poem)
They mouth love's language. Gnash The thirteen teeth Your lean jaws grin with. Lash Your itch and quailing, nude greed ...
Mollymook (Dale Harcombe Poem)
All week, in this rented house, sea spray and whispers of wind weave through the eucalypts, like a Sondheim melody. ...
Grammar (Tony Hoagland Poem)
Maxine, back from a weekend with her boyfriend, smiles like a big cat and says that she's a conjugated verb. ...
the rest home (Rg Gregory Poem)
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
On The Death Of A Favourite Cat, Drowned In A Tub Of Gold Fishes (Thomas Gray Poem)
'Twas on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed The azure flowers that blow, Demurest of the ...
In a Beam (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Laying down, melted stretched out, draped atop the cool radiator in a beam of light his orange fur aglow Drinking ...
Screens of Green (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
planes of the forest, the marsh, the meadows long grasses, ferns, green upon the waters cat o' nine tails, pines, ...
Pea Brush (Robert Frost Poem)
I WALKED down alone Sunday after church To the place where John has been cutting trees To see for myself ...
I Come Home Wanting To Touch Everyone (Stephen Dunn Poem)
The dogs greet me, I descend into their world of fur and tongues and then my wife and I embrace ...
Lake Otamangakau (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
Surprise (Richard Brautigan Poem)
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all ...
Are You Drinking? (Charles Bukowski Poem)
washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook out again I write from the bed as I did last year. will ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: Porcelain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: The Fulfilled Dream (Conrad Aiken Poem)
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
I Taught Myself To Live Simply (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
84. Address to the Deil (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU! whatever title suit thee- Auld Hornie, Satan, Nick, or Clootie, Wha in yon cavern grim an' sootie, Clos'd ...
58. Epitaph on Holy Willie (Robert Burns Poems)
HERE Holy Willie's sair worn clay Taks up its last abode; His saul has ta'en some other way, I fear, ...
89. The Ordination (Robert Burns Poems)
KILMARNOCK wabsters, fidge an' claw, An' pour your creeshie nations; An' ye wha leather rax an' draw, Of a' denominations; ...
Belly Good (Marge Piercy Poems)
A heap of wheat, says the Song of Songs but I've never seen wheat in a pile. Apples, potatoes, cabbages, ...
Always Unsuitable (Marge Piercy Poems)
She wore little teeth of pearls around her neck. They were grinning politely and evenly at me. Unsuitable they smirked. ...
Saturday Night in the Parthenon (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room. A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water, And ...
Wintering (Sylvia Plath Poems)
This is the easy time, there is nothing doing. I have whirled the midwife's extractor, I have my honey, Six ...
Snail Poem (Peter Orlovsky Poems)
Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired & handsome felt, Grave root pillow, tung ...
The New Hieroglyphics (Les Murray Poems)
In the World language, sometimes called Airport Road, a thinks balloon with a gondola under it is a symbol for ...
The White Cliffs (Alice Duer Miller Poems)
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
The ABC (Spike Milligan Poems)
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom And every desk was shut When suddenly from the alphabet Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!" ...