The Old Bark School (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
Poems about sacks (21 Poems)
HANS SACHS’ POETICAL MISSION. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
[I feel considerable hesitation in venturing to offer this version of a poem which Carlyle describes to be 'a beautiful ...
Disturbing the Spiders (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For a few moments on the side of the house the main thing I was doing wasn't painting, not even ...
Elegy (Carolyn Forche Poem)
The page opens to snow on a field: boot-holed month, black hour the bottle in your coat half voda half ...
Head Against The Walls (Paul Eluard Poem)
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
The Proud Lady (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When Stiivoren town was in its prime And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With ...
No further slice of me (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Enduring an inguinal hernia repair can drive you to despair, it is a monumental nonsense; in my defence I hadn't ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Would You Believe It? (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
One year ago I wished that I A banker great might be With a hundred million dollars And financial majesty; ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Coffee (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
Kathleen (Robert William Service Poems)
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
Room 7: The Coco-Fiend (Robert William Service Poems)
I look at no one, me; I pass them on the stair; Shadows! I don't see; Shadows! everywhere. Haunting, taunting, ...
Chicks (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THE CHICK in the egg picks at the shell, cracks open one oval world, and enters another oval world. "Cheep ...
Mohammed Bek Hadjetlache (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THIS Mohammedan colonel from the Caucasus yells with his voice and wigwags with his arms. The interpreter translates, "I was ...
The Bargain (Ogden Nash Poems)
As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven lives; Seven lives, In seven sacks, Like ...
Dulce Et Decorum Est (Wilfred Owen Poems)
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares ...
Market days (Jonas Mekas Poems)
Mondays, way before dawn, before even the first hint of blue in the windows, we'd hear it start, off the ...
They Feed They Lion (Philip Levine Poems)
Out of burlap sacks, out of bearing butter, Out of black bean and wet slate bread, Out of the acids ...
This Section is a Christmas Tree (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
THIS section is a Christmas tree: Loaded with pretty toys for you. Behold the blocks, the Noah's arks, The popguns ...