Old Town Types No. 12 – Mrs Munn, The Nurse (C J Dennis Poems)
Mrs Munn, the midwife - Mother Munn they called her --Wallowed in the world's woes; sickness ne'er appalled her. She ...
Poems about scares (21 Poems)
Willelmus Van Nassau (Francis Turner Palgrave Poems)
Yes! we confess it! 'mong the sons of Fate, Earth's great ones, thou art great!As that tall peak which from ...
A Trouble-Making Girl (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
It's certainly late. I must earn something.But they're all going right by today with smug expressions on theirfaces.They don't want ...
Mora Jobana (My Youth) (Amir Khusro Poems)
Mora jobana navelara, bhayo hai gulaal,Kaisi dhar dini bikas mori maal.Mora jobana navelara.......Nijamudin aulia ko koyi samajhaaye,Jyon jyon manaon, wo ...
A shady friend for torrid days (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A shady friend for torrid daysIs easier to findThan one of higher temperatureFor frigid hour of mind.The vane a little ...
Cleared (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
owl power (Rg Gregory Poem)
they say in the local sanctuary owls are the stupidest creatures all this wisdom business is the mythological media at ...
THE MUSAGETES. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
IN the deepest nights of Winter To the Muses kind oft cried I: "Not a ray of morn is gleaming, ...
A Pretty Girl (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In happy moments moments when she isn't pouting, or making a face arguing, squinting when she is just a pretty ...
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 ...
The Human Face (Paul Eluard Poem)
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
When we stand on the tops of Things (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When we stand on the tops of Things -- And like the Trees, look down -- The smoke all cleared ...
A shady friend — for Torrid days (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A shady friend -- for Torrid days -- Is easier to find -- Than one of higher temperature For Frigid ...
Song (Robert Creeley Poem)
What I took in my hand grew in weight. You must understand it was not obscene. Night comes. We sleep. ...
The Cuckoo (John Clare Poem)
The cuckoo, like a hawk in flight, With narrow pointed wings Whews o'er our heads-soon out of sight And as ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
i waited and watched (Joseph Mayo Wristen Poems)
my insanity i waited and watched street wizard glass stone hip idealist smoking their bed time flower beads into sky ...
HUMANITAD (Oscar Wilde Poems)
It is full winter now: the trees are bare, Save where the cattle huddle from the cold Beneath the pine, ...
Rover’s Rest (Robert William Service Poems)
By parents I would not be pinned, Nor in my home abide, For I was wanton as the wind And ...
Causation (Robert William Service Poems)
Said darling daughter unto me: "oh Dad, how funny it would be If you had gone to Mexico A score ...
Ballade of a Special Edition (Amy Levy Poems)
He comes; I hear him up the street-- Bird of ill omen, flapping wide The pinion of a printed sheet, ...