Ambulances (Philip Larkin Poem)
Closed like confessionals, they thread Loud noons of cities, giving back None of the glances they absorb. Light glossy grey, ...
Poems about permanent (31 Poems)
Observation Car (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
To be put on the train and kissed and given my ticket, Then the station slid backward, the shops and ...
Darkness Around Us (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are to be light commissioned to witness to remain authentic to be salt of the earth The darkness around ...
Within the maw of the oven (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like looking inside a Faberge Like a living foundry of Hell the maw of the oven glowing orange and red ...
Sticky Mud (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sticky mud, slimy mire the troubles, the ways of the world not a permanent sentence forgiven by the Lord ...
The Finite Stuff of Man (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The water, the minerals our lives but a breath, the finite stuff of man gone in an instant Like the ...
God is Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the letter, the words of John written later, distilling, aware, understanding after the walk with the One, sent to ...
Lead me to the cross (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"Lead me to the cross", his profile said his statement to the world, written on the ether, the ephemeral, the ...
Putty in His Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were like putty In his hands, transfixed Watching intently, The movement of his hands, Manipulating, molding, changing, Rechanging the ...
Adverse Effect (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pent-up question, crushed his swagger, confidence, bravado, the friendly banter, in the cool of reflection, for a moment, a ...
First Date . First Kiss (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Two years ago, anticipating the first meeting of our lips, after our easy conversation, small talk, after sitting by each ...
Counting Down (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Counting down to two years, moments of memories of the start of our lives anew our start of our dating, ...
Echoes of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was so right echoing in my mind in the sanctuary in the power of words, especially the power to ...
Glassworks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Mesmerized, watching The skill, artistry Effortlessness in the heat Of the sweating craftsmen In the beach air On the Vineyard ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Dickeyville Grotto (Mark Doty Poem)
The priest never used blueprints, but worked all the many designs out of his head. Father Wilerus, transplanted Alsatian, built ...
To The Rev. George Coleridge (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
Amor Vincit Omnia (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Love is no more. It died as the mind dies: the pure desire Relinquishing the blissful form it wore, The ...
Here Follows Some Verses upon the Burning of Our House (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund'ring noise ...
Verses upon the Burning of our House, July 18th (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I waken'd was with thund'ring noise ...
Dream Song 44: Tell it to the forest fire, tell it to the moon (John Berryman Poem)
Tell it to the forest fire, tell it to the moon, mention it in general to the moon on the ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Easter Morning (A. R. Ammons Poem)
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
To A Sad Daughter (Michael Ondaatje Poems)
All night long the hockey pictures gaze down at you sleeping in your tracksuit. Belligerent goalies are your ideal. Threats ...
And Doth Not a Meeting Like This (Thomas Moore Poems)
And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I've been wandering away -- To ...
London Poets (Amy Levy Poems)
(In Memoriam.) They trod the streets and squares where now I tread, With weary hearts, a little while ago; When, ...
SHAYDAYIM (Sharon Esther Lampert Poems)
(1) Caressing my tender breasts, his left hand's on the steering wheel, and his right hand is firmly tucked away ...