The King (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
"Farewell, Romance!" the Cave-men said; "With bone well carved he went away, Flint arms the ignoble arrowhead, And jasper tips ...
Poems about reckless (31 Poems)
New Year’s Morning (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Only a night from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought! The Old Year's heart all weary ...
Postponement (Thomas Hardy Poem)
SNOW-BOUND in woodland, a mournful word, Dropt now and then from the bill of a bird, Reached me on wind-wafts; ...
Whispering in Wattle -Boughs (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
OH, gaily sings the bird! and the wattle-boughs are stirred And rustled by the scented breath of Spring; Oh, the ...
The Sick Stockrider (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
THE GERMAN PARNASSUS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
Freedom to Destroy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our free will our freedoms a freedom to destroy to tear down not lift up if we are reckless fail ...
Whose Calf Was It (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of the scripture tell many stories, layered truths the nature of man, the character of God the love ...
The Loving Father (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The true nature of God revealed in the story of the two sons the one who roamed and the one ...
An Image of Him (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
When I saw him, it made me think of him the hat and coat I had seen, the hat I ...
Torrent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
White knuckles on the wheel holding fast to my lane between the wiper strokes and blur of reckless drivers on ...
Masks of Necessity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grown child, where is your laughter? Do you laugh, smile, cheer in the song of the wind, the leap of ...
The Star-Splitter (Robert Frost Poem)
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his ...
The Bonfire (Robert Frost Poem)
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
My Butterfly (Robert Frost Poem)
Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too, And the daft sun-assaulter, he That frightened thee so oft, is fled or ...
The Sound of the Trees (Robert Frost Poem)
I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise ...
Asparagus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
Named (Stephen Dunn Poem)
He'd spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Nepenthe (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Yes, it was like you to forget, And cancel in the welcome of your smile My deep arrears of debt, ...
Landscapes (Andree Chedid Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Landscapes (John Burnside Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Sonnet: O Poverty! Though From Thy Haggard Eye (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O, Poverty! though from thy haggard eye, Thy cheerless mien, of every charm bereft, Thy brow that Hope's last traces ...
In Age (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
And art thou he, now "fallen on evil days," And changed indeed! Yet what do this sunk cheek, These thinner ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
High waving heather ‘neath stormy blasts bending (Emily Bronte Poems)
High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Earth ...
I Wrung My Hands (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
I wrung my hands under my dark veil. . . "Why are you pale, what makes you reckless?" -- Because ...
91. The Vision (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...