A Servant to Servants (Robert Frost Poem)
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
Poems about pull (51 Poems)
The Floor (Russell Edson Poem)
The floor is something we must fight against. Whilst seemingly mere platform for the human stance, it is that place ...
Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
There's a whisper down the line at 11.39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble ...
The Lifeguard (James Dickey Poem)
In a stable of boats I lie still, From all sleeping children hidden. The leap of a fish from its ...
FOR THE LAST WOLVERINE (James Dickey Poem)
They will soon be down To one, but he still will be For a little while still will be stopping ...
On Being Born The Same Exact Day Of The Same Exact Year As Boy George (Denise Duhamel Poem)
We must have clamored for the same mother, hurried for the same womb. I know it now as I read ...
Snow White’s Acne (Denise Duhamel Poems)
At first she was sure it was just a bit of dried strawberry juice, or a fleck of her mother's ...
He Loves Me (Mark van Doren Poem)
That God should love me is more wonderful Than that I so imperfectly love him. My reason is mortality, and ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Remarks About Kings (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
"God said I am tired of kings." -- EMERSON God said, "I am tired of kings,"-- But that was a ...
So I pull my Stockings off (Emily Dickinson Poem)
So I pull my Stockings off Wading in the Water For the Disobedience' Sake Boy that lived for "or'ter" Went ...
“Arcturus” is his other name (Emily Dickinson Poem)
"Arcturus" is his other name -- I'd rather call him "Star." It's very mean of Science To go and interfere! ...
Leaf Sermon (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I have been spiritually poisoned by the unclean, in ignorance blessed their springs. In consequence I withered and drifted down ...
Fear (Raymond Carver Poem)
Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive. Fear of falling asleep at night. Fear of not falling ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Hexameters (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Hen’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Among the orchard weeds, from every search, Snugly and sure, the old hen's nest is made, Who cackles every morning ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Tomes (Billy Collins Poem)
There is a section in my library for death and another for Irish history, a few shelves for the poetry ...
The City Is A Garment (Michael Burch Poem)
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
Filthy Savior (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Hospital For Defectives (Thomas Blackburn Poem)
By your unnumbered charities A miracle disclose, Lord of the Images, whose love The eyelids and the rose Takes for ...
The Twenty Hoss-Power Shay (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
You have heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred ...
Hamlet Off-Stage: Hambeau Heartbroke Horny (D. C. Berry Poem)
Ophelia claims we're dead and gives me back all my Frank Zappa and the Mothers albums. I nearly claw out ...
To Dorothy (Marvin Bell Poem)
You are not beautiful, exactly. You are beautiful, inexactly. You let a weed grow by the mulberry And a mulberry ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The Night Journey (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Hands and lit faces eddy to a line; The dazed last minutes click; the clamour dies. Beyond the great-swung arc ...
Meditations Divine and Moral (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...