Miscast I (Amy Lowell Poem)
I have whetted my brain until it is like a Damascus blade, So keen that it nicks off the floating ...
Poems about licking (29 Poems)
The Red Lacquer Music-Stand (Amy Lowell Poem)
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
The Wreck Of The `Derry Castle’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
Day of ending for beginnings! Ocean hath another innings, Ocean hath another score; And the surges sing his winnings, And ...
February: Thinking of Flowers (Jane Kenyon Poem)
Now wind torments the field, turning the white surface back on itself, back and back on itself, like an animal ...
The Broken Balance (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
Wolf Knife (Donald Hall Poem)
In the mid August, in the second year of my First Polar Expedition, the snow and ice of winter almost ...
Tear It Down (Jack Gilbert Poem)
We find out the heart only by dismantling what the heart knows. By redefining the morning, we find a morning ...
Crossing Nation (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Under silver wing San Francisco's towers sprouting thru thin gas clouds, Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure Berkeley hills pine-covered below-- ...
The Dance of the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wood already charred its color on my fingers building a teepee over the discarded papers kindled with the lighter ...
Changing Me from Within (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Changing me, changing us all the believers the work of the Spirit like water etching rock almost imperceptible but relentless ...
At the Water’s Edge (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
At the water's edge the tides licking at the stones, the rocks, shells, the sand lessons of the sermon real, ...
Pentecost (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh to have felt the flames all together that Pentecost to see the tongues of fire descending upon each one ...
Baby Raptors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little vultures, circling over their fresh prey waiting not so patiently, swooping down and back, because they weren't yet ready ...
Amber (Nick Flynn Poem)
Hover the imagined center, our tongues grew long to please it, licking the walls, a chamber built of scent, a ...
When We Were Young (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
Darkness (Lord Byron Poem)
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Dream Song 20: The Secret of the Wisdom (John Berryman Poem)
When worst got things, how was you? Steady on? Wheedling, or shockt her & you have been bad to your ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Shattered Head (Adrienne Rich Poems)
A life hauls itself uphill through hoar-mist steaming the sun's tongue licking leaf upon leaf into stricken liquid When? When? ...
Linda Pastan – Vermilion (Linda Pastan Poems)
Pierre Bonnard would enter the museum with a tube of paint in his pocket and a sable brush. Then violating ...
ICICLES ROUND A TREE IN DUMFRIESSHIRE (Ruth Padel Poems)
We're talking different kinds of vulnerability here. These icicles aren't going to last for ever Suspended in the ultra violet ...
Fever 103° (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Pure? What does it mean? The tongues of hell Are dull, dull as the triple Tongues of dull, fat Cerebus ...
The Boss of the Admiral Lynch (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Did you ever hear tell of Chili? I was readin' the other day Of President Balmaceda and of how he ...
Burning Off (Dorothea Mackeller Poems)
They're burning off at the Rampadells, The tawny flames uprise, With greedy licking around the trees; The fierce breath sears ...
Burning Off (Dorothea MacKellar Poems)
They're burning off at the Rampadells, The tawny flames uprise, With greedy licking around the trees; The fierce breath sears ...
Green Thumb (Philip Levine Poems)
Shake out my pockets! Harken to the call Of that calm voice that makes no sound at all! Take of ...
The Jacquerie A Fragment (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...