Variations On A Text By Vallejo (Donald Justice Poems)
Me morir? en Paris con aguacero ... I will die in Miami in the sun, On a day when the ...
Poems about shovels (21 Poems)
Eureka (Henry Lawson Poem)
Roll up, Eureka's heroes, on that grand Old Rush afar, For Lalor's gone to join you in the big camp ...
A Day at the Beach (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Laughing, we ran on the hot sand The damp beach under our feet The glistening ocean before us The girl ...
Dig out the hydrants (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The fire already raging the land, scorched, charred. Dig out the hydrants, clear them, access send the crews, shovels at ...
Snow Fort (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It all starts with the quality, the density, the size of the snow bank. True now, true forty years ago; ...
Wistfully Watching (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was wistfully watching the activity at the edge of the lake her sisters laughing, splashing, playing in the waves ...
M’Fingal – Canto III (John Trumbull Poems)
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 1 (Barry Tebb Poems)
AGAINST THE GRAIN "Oxford be silent, I this truth must write Leeds hath for rarities undone thee quite." - William ...
The Palace (Robert William Service Poems)
Grimy men with picks and shovels Who in darkness sweat unseen, Climb from out your lousy hovels, Build a palace ...
Attack (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun In the wild purple of the glow'ring sun, Smouldering through spouts of ...
Shenandoah (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN the Shenandoah Valley, one rider gray and one rider blue, and the sun on the riders wondering. Piled in ...
To Certain Journeymen (Carl Sandburg Poems)
UNDERTAKERS, hearse drivers, grave diggers, I speak to you as one not afraid of your business. You handle dust going ...
Counter-Attack (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
We'd gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaved and thirsty, ...
Iron (Carl Sandburg Poems)
GUNS, Long, steel guns, Pointed from the war ships In the name of the war god. Straight, shining, polished guns, ...
Work Gangs (Carl Sandburg Poems)
BOX cars run by a mile long. And I wonder what they say to each other When they stop a ...
Blue Island Intersection (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SIX street ends come together here. They feed people and wagons into the center. In and out all day horses ...
Muckers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
TWENTY men stand watching the muckers. Stabbing the sides of the ditch Where clay gleams yellow, Driving the blades of ...
Neighbors (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ON Forty First Street near Eighth Avenue a frame house wobbles. If houses went on crutches this house would be ...
Real Estate News (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ARMOUR AVENUE was the name of this street and door signs on empty houses read "The Silver Dollar," "Swede Annie" ...
Exposure (Wilfred Owen Poems)
I Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us . . . Wearied we keep awake ...
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 ...