Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Poems about stupid (31 Poems)
Wedding Wind (Philip Larkin Poem)
The wind blew all my wedding-day, And my wedding-night was the night of the high wind; And a stable door ...
Toads Revisited (Philip Larkin Poem)
Walking around in the park Should feel better than work: The lake, the sunshine, The grass to lie on, Blurred ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Terence, This is Stupid Stuff (A. E. Housman Poem)
'TERENCE, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see ...
V (Tony Harrison Poem)
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
Let America Be America Again (Langston Hughes Poem)
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on ...
the bouncing spider (Rg Gregory Poem)
schnyder schnyder the bouncing spider had a song wound up inside her she'd had it taped on a silken spool ...
Careers (Robert Graves Poem)
Father is quite the greatest poet That ever lived anywhere. You say you're going to write great music- I chose ...
Jonah (Robert Graves Poem)
A purple whale Proudly sweeps his tail Towards Nineveh; Glassy green Surges between A mile of roaring sea. "O town ...
In His Talons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Okay, so I don't know it was a male hawk; but "in its talons" didn't sound as good; but I ...
The Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
The Poor Man’s Lamb (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Hey Baby (Maggie Estep Poem)
Liner Notes - (from No More Mister Nice Girl) I was having a foul day. Some geezer harrassed me on ...
Swing Shift Blues (Alan Dugan Poem)
What is better than leaving a bar in the middle of the afternoon besides staying in it or not having ...
Demolition (Mark Doty Poem)
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
Almost taste the flavour (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was a fat-tyred 4WD utility hard back, the sort of ute you'd expect a contractor to drive, except it ...
Fit the Fourth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. "If only you'd spoken before! It's excessively awkward to mention ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO III ( Scarmoges ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Circumstantial Evidence (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
She does not mind a good cigar (The kind, that is, I smoke); She thinks all men quite stupid are, ...
Elegy for an Enemy (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(For G. H.) Say, does that stupid earth Where they have laid her, Bind still her sullen mirth, Mirth which ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
Roosters (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
Beloved, Let Us Once More Praise The Rain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and ...
Three Oranges (Charles Bukowski Poems)
first time my father overheard me listening to this bit of music he asked me, "what is it?" "it's called ...
Back Home (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Thoughts, go your way home. Embrace, depths of the soul and the sea. In my view, it is stupid to ...
The Dead-Beat (Wilfred Owen Poems)
He dropped, -- more sullenly than wearily, Lay stupid like a cod, heavy like meat, And none of us could ...
Paradise Lost: Book 12 (John Milton Poems)
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...