Le Manteau De Pascal (Jorie Graham Poem)
I have put on my great coat it is cold. It is an outer garment. Coarse, woolen. Of unknown origin. ...
Poems about spots (31 Poems)
To the Potter’s Hands (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Giving myself, my life to the Potter's hands Feeling the imperfections, the rough spots, the blemishes the dead parts, no ...
Splatters of His Blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Summer Sunday best became splattered with His blood in the intinction, the joining of His body, His blood, the dipping ...
Eating Edifice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Spots opened without notice, without attribution the candies, elements of the gingerbread house disappeared clapboards, gutters shrubs, roof, dismantled Stealthy ...
Winter Coming (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The white of the dusting of snow lingers in the shadows, on the fallen leaves, the cooler spots in the ...
Buzz (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Buzz In my ear Behind my glasses In my mouth. Landing on my arm, neck, face, clothes Oh, let me ...
Family Secrets (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little and big secrets silence, unsharing from shame, for protection blank spots in the telling of our story Carved off ...
The ride to bumpville (Eugene Field Poem)
Play that my knee was a calico mare Saddled and bridled for Bumpville; Leap to the back of this steed, ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
King Candaules And The Doctor Of Laws (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
The Old Gumbie Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots; Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger ...
When Malindy Sings (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
G'way an' quit dat noise, Miss Lucy-- Put dat music book away; What's de use to keep on tryin'? Ef ...
The Butterfly’s Numidian Gown (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Butterfly's Numidian Gown With spots of Burnish roasted on Is proof against the Sun Yet prone to shut its ...
On – On – Poet (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
On – On – Poet (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn? (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
Kubla Khan (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
The Microbe (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Dream Song 69: Love her he doesn’t but the thought he puts (John Berryman Poems)
Love her he doesn't but the thought he puts into that young woman would launch a national product complete with ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Garden Francies (Robert Browning Poem)
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
From ‘Paracelsus’ (Robert Browning Poems)
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
A Lovers’ Quarrel (Robert Browning Poems)
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...