The Road to Avignon (Amy Lowell Poem)
A Minstrel stands on a marble stair, Blown by the bright wind, debonair; Below lies the sea, a sapphire floor, ...
Poems about frames (31 Poems)
Essential Beauty (Philip Larkin Poem)
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves, Screen ...
The Fire of Drift-wood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
DEVEREUX FARM, NEAR MARBLEHEAD. We sat within the farm-house old, Whose windows, looking o'er the bay, Gave to the sea-breeze ...
The Mary Gloster (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
God-Forgotten (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I towered far, and lo! I stood within The presence of the Lord Most High, Sent thither by the sons ...
An Ancient To Ancients (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Where once we danced, where once we sang, Gentlemen, The floors are sunken, cobwebs hang, And cracks creep; worms have ...
A Boy in Church (Robert Graves Poem)
"Gabble-gabble,. brethren,. gabble-gabble!" My window frames forest and heather. I hardly hear the tuneful babble, Not knowing nor much caring ...
Their Haunting Witness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The faces of the people screaming for justice their voices sounding from behind the frames surrounded ever by the silent ...
Like Them Around the Table (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like the twelve around the table the Seder meal, the Passover the lamb of God, changing the words making a ...
Doorposts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The blood of the lamb on the lintels, the doorposts the gates of our hearts washing us clean Remembering the ...
This New Covenant (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not with the blood of animal sacrifice not written on the lintels, on the doorposts on the frames of the ...
Sharing the Law (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each member of the people in ritual and in their day to day down to the present age called to ...
Her Spirit Fed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I could see it, sense it a change from a few days ago a difference in her, welling up shining ...
Pictures of Another Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pictures from another life, of other lives, forgotten and remembered fell from the boxes, from the envelopes from among the ...
Jessie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
The Wall (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Maybe those who believe A piece of your soul Is stolen with each photograph taken Are right Reflecting back over ...
Cottages (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Gingerbread cottages on the old revival campsites around the Tabernacle on the Bluff over the Atlantic on the Vineyard Hearing ...
Framed Spaces (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A row of picture frames descends the stairway from the upstairs to the living room Four images frozen in time ...
The Oven Bird (Robert Frost Poem)
There is a singer everyone has heard, Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird, Who makes the solid tree trunks ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
Conversation Galante (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I OBSERVE: "Our sentimental friend the moon! Or possibly (fantastic, I confess) It may be Prester John's balloon Or an ...
Metro North (Mark Doty Poem)
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
I went to Heaven (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I went to Heaven -- 'Twas a small Town -- Lit -- with a Ruby -- Lathed -- with Down ...
Snowbirds (Peter Conners Poem)
My maternal grandparents were snowbirds; the scent of their plumage an evergreen air freshener dangling off the rearview mirror of ...
On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
Elegy: Walking the Line (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
Westgate-On-Sea (John Betjeman Poem)
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate, I will tell you what they sigh, Where those minarets and steeples Prick ...
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 ...
In Memoriam Mae Noblitt (A. R. Ammons Poem)
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...