A Waterfall of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sometimes, I wonder of the source the wellspring of the words the lines on the pages that flow ever more ...
Poems about whispers (51 Poems)
Rolling Stone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like an army general on parade reviewing the troops in the convoy tooling down the highway into battle I drove ...
A Mere Breath (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Surely we are a mere breath, we are dust, forgettable blades of grass Our lives whispers, moments of time in ...
The Divine Lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
I hear Thy voice, dear Lord; I hear it by the stormy sea When winter nights are black and wild, ...
The Visitor (Carolyn Forche Poem)
In Spanish he whispers there is no time left. It is the sound of scythes arcing in wheat, the ache ...
The Rhemese (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
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 ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Three Songs (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
LOVE, thou art best of Human Joys, Our chiefest Happiness below; All other Pleasures are but Toys, Musick without Thee ...
Alan Dugan Telling Me I Have A Problem With Time (Nick Flynn Poem)
He reads my latest attempt at a poem and is silent for a long time, until it feels like that ...
Storm Fear (Robert Frost Poem)
WHEN the wind works against us in the dark, And pelts with snow The lowest chamber window on the east, ...
I’m A Fool To Love You (Cornelius Eady Poems)
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you, ...
The Problem (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
Gerontion (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
Ash Wednesday (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Named (Stephen Dunn Poem)
He'd spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Oxford Thrushes (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
FEBRUARY, 1917 I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear, Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable ...
Light Between the Trees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Long, long, long the trail Through the brooding forest-gloom, Down the shadowy, lonely vale Into silence, like a room Where ...
Autumn in the Garden (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
Heccar and Gaira (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
I Am 25 (Gregory Corso Poem)
With a love a madness for Shelley Chatterton Rimbaud and the needy-yap of my youth has gone from ear to ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Presence Of Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy. ______________________ You ...
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds (Stephen Crane Poem)
The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds; The leaden thunders crashed. A worshipper raised his arm. "Hearken! Hearken! The voice ...
Madrigal (Lewis Carroll Poem)
(To Miss May Forshall.) HE shouts amain, he shouts again, (Her brother, fierce, as bluff King Hal), "I tell you ...
Dedication (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a ...
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 ...