The Trees (Philip Larkin Poem)
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is ...
Poems about recent (31 Poems)
Dan, The Wreck (Henry Lawson Poem)
Tall, and stout, and solid-looking, Yet a wreck; None would think Death's finger's hooking Him from deck. Cause of half ...
The Purse-Seine (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon; daylight or moonlight They could not tell where ...
The Life of Love XVI (Khalil Gibran Poem)
Spring Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls, For the snow is water, and Life is alive from ...
Before we accepted the grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Do you remember your past no matter how recent before we accepted the grace the sacrifice of Christ Our lives ...
One-Eyed Dog (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I remember him all so vividly like it was so recent far fewer than the close to forty years ago ...
An Audible Gasp (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pain spoke an audible gasp in the congregation at the sudden news of your recent passing a body giving in ...
Leaves in a Plane of Space (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cluster of 4 leaves at the end of a branch in October New England easier for the mind to ...
A Patina of Haze (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A patina of haze filled my vision hung heavy in the shimmering air high in the nineties they said but ...
Smell of Rain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The smell Of recent rain Hit my nose Cold From melting Winter's grip (Raymond A. Foss)
The Truckers (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE change of food enjoyment is to man; In this, t'include the woman is my plan. I cannot guess why ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
Pea Brush (Robert Frost Poem)
I WALKED down alone Sunday after church To the place where John has been cutting trees To see for myself ...
What does it take? (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Is the current rate of global warming a serious and cogent warning? Do we need to think about the fact ...
To let them die peace (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There wasn't room for sympathy, the epicentre moved too rapidly for that and even when we knew the anger of ...
Puissant Morons (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Clean your glory glasses, scrub the lenses clean and see the puissant morons stare; garbed in common guises far from ...
Other side (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The dung was recent, not an event unusual in itself but difficult to explain of cows grazing the other side ...
I cannot let the moment pass (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
Music, In A Foreign Language (Andrew Crumey Poem)
In a cafe, once more I heard Your voice - those sparse and frugal notes. Do they not say that ...
To Lord Hu (Li Ching Chao Poem)
We shall not ask for the precious pearl of the Duke of Sui, nor for the priceless jade disk of ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Mortality (John Betjeman Poem)
The first-class brains of a senior civil servant Shiver and shatter and fall As the steering column of his comfortable ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Pictures of Home (Julie Hill Alger Poem)
In the red-roofed stucco house of my childhood, the dining room was screened off by folding doors with small glass ...
202. On the Death of Robert Dundas, Esq., of Arniston (Robert Burns Poem)
LONE on the bleaky hills the straying flocks Shun the fierce storms among the sheltering rocks; Down from the rivulets, ...