The Precinct. Rochester (Amy Lowell Poem)
The tall yellow hollyhocks stand, Still and straight, With their round blossoms spread open, In the quiet sunshine. And still ...
Poems about huts (30 Poems)
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 Never-Never Country (Henry Lawson Poem)
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
Ben Duggan (Henry Lawson Poem)
Jack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began, And there was sorrow round the place, for Denver was a ...
The Shearers Dream (Henry Lawson Poem)
O I dreamt I shore in a shearing shed and it was a dream of joy For every one of ...
Jack Dunn of Nevertire (Henry Lawson Poem)
It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o'-Sunday Run; ...
Out Back (Henry Lawson Poem)
The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, The cheque was spent that the ...
THE SLAVE’S DREAM (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried ...
Prisoners (Yusef Komunyakaa Poem)
Usually at the helipad I see them stumble-dance across the hot asphalt with crokersacks over their heads, moving toward the ...
The Young British Soldier (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
Sappers (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, ("It's all one," says the Sapper), The Lord He created ...
Unto one who lies at rest (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Unto one who lies at rest 'Neath the sunset, in the West, Clover-blossoms on her breast. Lover of each gracious ...
BURNT SHIPS (Henrik Ibsen Poem)
TO skies that were brighter Turned he his prows; To gods that were lighter Made he his vows. The snow-land's ...
A Lover’s Call XXVII (Khalil Gibran Poems)
Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you As infants ...
September On Jessore Road (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
To A New England Poet (Philip Freneau Poem)
Though skilled in Latin and in Greek, And earning fifty cents a week, Such knowledge, and the income, too, Should ...
A Legend of Service (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Inexpensive Progress (John Betjeman Poem)
Encase your legs in nylons, Bestride your hills with pylons O age without a soul; Away with gentle willows And ...
Darkness (Lord Byron Poem)
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Still I Rise (Maya Angelou Poem)
With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does ...
Sorrows and Joys (George Meredith Poem)
Bury thy sorrows, and they shall rise As souls to the immortal skies, And there look down like mothers' eyes. ...
For the Record (Adrienne Rich Poems)
The clouds and the stars didn't wage this war the brooks gave no information if the mountain spewed stones of ...
In Defence of the Bush (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
So you're back from up the country, Mister Lawson, where you went, And you're cursing all the business in a ...
When the Dark Comes Down (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the sea With lisping laugh and whimper to the red ...
Sierra Kid (Philip Levine Poems)
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
What the Ghost of the Gambler Said (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
WHERE now the huts are empty, Where never a camp-fire glows, In an abandoned cañon, A Gambler's Ghost arose. He ...