The Way (Amy Lowell Poem)
At first a mere thread of a footpath half blotted out by the grasses Sweeping triumphant across it, it wound ...
Poems about horizons (31 Poems)
Psalm Concerning the Castle (Denise Levertov Poem)
Let me be at the place of the castle. Let the castle be within me. Let it rise foursquare from ...
A Tree Telling of Orpheus (Denise Levertov Poem)
White dawn. Stillness.When the rippling began I took it for sea-wind, coming to our valley with rumors of salt, of ...
The Lights of Cobb & Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; A lantern in the stable; a jingle now and then; ...
The Christ of the ‘Never’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
With eyes that are narrowed to pierce To the awful horizons of land, Through the blaze of hot days, and ...
The Heart of Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
When the wars of the world seemed ended, and silent the distant drum, Ten years ago in Australia, I wrote ...
How the Land was Won (Henry Lawson Poem)
The future was dark and the past was dead As they gazed on the sea once more - But a ...
The Simple Line (Laura Riding Jackson Poem)
The secrets of the mind convene splendidly, Though the mind is meek. To be aware inwardly of brain and beauty ...
Afternoon Poem (Billy Jno Hope Poem)
a lion at the door swallowed the day broken with spite at the inevitable chorus of pop songs sutured for ...
Wind (Ted Hughes Poem)
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding ...
A Revelation of Christ (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When we listen open as was Paul for a revelation of Christ words come as if from above setting our ...
Each Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each and every day of our lives here on earth a gift from the creator to learn and share, to ...
My Mother Would Be a Falconress (Robert Duncan Poem)
My mother would be a falconress, And I, her gay falcon treading her wrist, would fly to bring back from ...
Unfulfilled to Observation — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Unfulfilled to Observation -- Incomplete -- to Eye -- But to Faith -- a Revolution In Locality -- Unto Us ...
On this long storm the Rainbow rose (Emily Dickinson Poem)
On this long storm the Rainbow rose -- On this late Morn -- the Sun -- The clouds -- like ...
My period had come for Prayer — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
My period had come for Prayer -- No other Art -- would do -- My Tactics missed a rudiment -- ...
A solemn thing — it was — I said (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A solemn thing -- it was -- I said -- A woman -- white -- to be -- And wear ...
This — is the land — the Sunset washes (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This -- is the land -- the Sunset washes -- These -- are the Banks of the Yellow Sea -- ...
A Light exists in Spring (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period -- When March is scarcely here ...
I Mark Your Courage (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
And The Piper Dreams (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
And the Piper dreams as he pipes up in his mind colours in choral horizons distant, of courtliness dimmed in ...
thought for Thursday (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
The Song of the Pilgrims (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(Halted around the fire by night, after moon-set, they sing this beneath the trees.) What light of unremembered skies Hast ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
My Country (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...
The Open Sea (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
From my window I can see, Where the sandhills dip, One far glimpse of open sea. Just a slender slip ...
Predawn In Health (Les Murray Poems)
The stars are filtering through a tree outside in the moon's silent era. Reality is moving layer over layer like ...
The Prisoner (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
I lash and writhe against my prison bars, And watch with sullen eyes the gaping crowd . . Give me ...
My Country (Dorothea Mackeller Poems)
My Country The love of field and coppice Of green and shaded lanes, Of ordered woods and gardens Is running ...