St. Winefred’s Well (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Poems about oils (21 Poems)
The Respectable Burgher on “The Higher Criticism” (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Since Reverend Doctors now declare That clerks and people must prepare To doubt if Adam ever were; To hold the ...
Bride and Groom Lie Hidden for Three Days (Ted Hughes Poem)
She gives him his eyes, she found them Among some rubble, among some beetles He gives her her skin He ...
The Scent Rising (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The smell of the oils the nard, fragrant the scent rising filling the room Pungent, reminding the purpose of embalming ...
The Colors of God’s Love (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Grace upon Grace flowing down from heaven into the eyes, the hearts of the believers from the hands, the hearts ...
Waiting for the Morning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
(Thursday) A stark simple meal washing our feet stripping the church carrying out the Christ on the cross (Friday) Another ...
A Family Well-Blessed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We came again, to that small home in Bethany home to two sisters and a now risen brother Three believers, ...
Mary, Mary (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Such a gift, such cost Spending, saving expensive oil special gift burial oils, precious oils Pour them out at the ...
Essential Oils — are wrung — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Essential Oils -- are wrung -- The Attar from the Rose Be not expressed by Suns -- alone -- It ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
BIEN LOIN D’ICI (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
HERE is the chamber consecrate, Wherein this maiden delicate, And enigmatically sedate, Fans herself while the moments creep, Upon her ...
Filling Station (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Oh, but it is dirty! --this little filling station, oil-soaked, oil-permeated to a disturbing, over-all black translucency. Be careful with ...
Some People (Charles Bukowski Poems)
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I'll lie down behind the couch for 3 or 4 days. they'll find ...
Then Was My Neophyte (Dylan Thomas Poems)
Then was my neophyte, Child in white blood bent on its knees Under the bell of rocks, Ducked in the ...
In The Beginning (Dylan Thomas Poems)
In the beginning was the three-pointed star, One smile of light across the empty face, One bough of bone across ...
I, In My Intricate Image (Dylan Thomas Poems)
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
Ode To Conger Chowder (Pablo Neruda Poems)
In the storm-tossed Chilean sea lives the rosy conger, giant eel of snowy flesh. And in Chilean stewpots, along the ...
To The God of Pain (Sarojini Naidu Poems)
UNWILLING priestess in thy cruel fane, Long hast thou held me, pitiless god of Pain, Bound to thy worship by ...
Comus (John Milton Poems)
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
The Rains (Philip Levine Poems)
The river rises and the rains keep coming. My Papa says it can't flood for the water can run away ...
Father (Philip Levine Poems)
The long lines of diesels groan toward evening carrying off the breath of the living. The face of your house ...