Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Poems about realized (31 Poems)
The Fool Errant (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Fool Errant sat by the highway of life And his gaze wandered up and his gaze wandered down, A ...
Meditation On Saviors (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
The Negro Mother (Langston Hughes Poem)
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long dark way That I had to climb, ...
Before the Throne of Beauty XXVI (Khalil Gibran Poem)
One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and ...
In The Baggage Room At Greyhound (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
Death & Fame (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
In the Care of the State (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The costs will be greater though maybe not tomorrow down into our future when the costs are fully realized The ...
Hope in Our Troubles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A gift though we may not know it realized in the anxious moments our problems, our troubles the seeds of ...
The Skin of the Lake (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The skin of the lake sliced not quite silently the fiberglass keel cutting the waves yet almost still after midnight ...
His Joy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words he shared, that we may share in his joy But what is his joy, for us to share ...
The rising of our Lord (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
May the rising of our Christ, our savior, our Lord may this reality, this joy be for you a moment ...
The Ledges (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Eight silent canoes Pushed off onto the still waters At 2am on a July night. The full moon and stars ...
Three Years (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three Years But like yesterday Remembering the feelings The steps, actions taken As the nation awoke, realized Vulnerabilities (resolve to ...
The Ax-Helve (Robert Frost Poem)
I've known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted ax behind me. But that was in the ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Sam’s Racehorse (Marriott Edgar Poems)
When Sam Small retired from the Army He'd a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence ...
The Channel Swimmer (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
1. Faith (Mark Doty Poem)
"I've been having these awful dreams, each a little different, though the core's the same- we're walking in a field, ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
A Morning Dream (Li Ching Chao Poem)
This morning I dreamed I followed Widely spaced bells, ringing in the wind, And climbed through mists to rosy clouds. ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Coffee (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
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 ...
Syringa (John Ashbery Poem)
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
We Ain’t Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain (Charles Bukowski Poems)
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
My First Affair With That Older Woman (Charles Bukowski Poems)
when I look back now at the abuse I took from her I feel shame that I was so innocent, ...
I Met A Genius (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ...