A Petition (Amy Lowell Poem)
I pray to be the tool which to your hand Long use has shaped and moulded till it be Apt ...
Poems about railing (27 Poems)
The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
A Pastoral Dialogue (Melibæus, Alcippe, Asteria, Licida, Alcimedon, and Amira. ) (Anne Killigrew Poem)
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Prayer (Jorie Graham Poem)
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way ...
Standing Naked (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When the glass falls our hypocrisy exposed when our sin is revealed naked in glass houses our stain bright red ...
Only Shards Hanging (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The weight of our own sin only shards hanging after the stones have been thrown in our glass houses how ...
Throwing Stones in Glass Houses (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Standing in judgment condemning others when they stand in glass houses shards all around Throwing stones in glass houses letting ...
The Focus of Our Rage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The requited anger the focus of our rage bin Laden gone, buried in the water in a watery grave A ...
Flawed, in Our Selfishness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Something of liberation theology in the words of Christ the upside down language in the Sermon on the Mount Our ...
Anger or Acceptance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An exile in Babylon, first of the leaders, to avoid rebellion, later all of the people. A psalm of anger, ...
Arguing with God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wrestling with God, no that didn't get Jacob too far just a pain in the hip he carried the rest ...
Typist (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Early morning (or very late night) Carbon and ink eraser, with the bristles Before Whiteout The Corona clacked away Her ...
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, ...
The Cobweb (Raymond Carver Poem)
A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck of the house. From there I could see and hear the ...
Directions (Billy Collins Poem)
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
The Iron Bridge (Billy Collins Poem)
I am standing on a disused iron bridge that was erected in 1902, according to the iron plaque bolted into ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
The Window (Conrad Aiken Poem)
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
165. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns (Robert Burns Poems)
CEASE, ye prudes, your envious railing, Lovely Burns has charms-confess: True it is, she had one failing, Had a woman ...
Lady On A Balcony (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
Suddenly she steps, wrapped into the wind, brightly into brightness, as if singled out, while now the room as though ...
Morning Poem #43 (Wanda Phipps Poems)
I close my eyes and there it is a concrete walkway leading out of a small village hugging the sides ...
The Garden (Ezra Pound Poems)
En robe de parade. Samain Like a skien of loose silk blown against a wall She walks by the railing ...
The Sleepout (Les Murray Poems)
Childhood sleeps in a verandah room in an iron bed close to the wall where the winter over the railing ...
Doc Hill (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night, Through all hours of the night ...
With Tenure (David Lehman Poems)
If Ezra Pound were alive today (and he is) he'd be teaching at a small college in the Pacific Northwest ...
The Bankrupt Peace-Maker (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I opened the ink-well and smoke filled the room. The smoke formed the giant frog-cat of my doom. His web ...