The ‘eathen (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
Poems about wins (31 Poems)
The Victory of Patience (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Armed of the gods! Divinest conqueror! What soundless hosts are thine! Nor pomp, nor state, Nor token, to betray where ...
sam swill (Rg Gregory Poem)
sam swill took a pill went blue ate stew had pains no brains sucked a date too late swallowed stone ...
The Progress of Poesy (Thomas Gray Poem)
A Pindaric Ode Awake, Aeolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A ...
Widows (Louise Gluck Poem)
My mother's playing cards with my aunt, Spite and Malice, the family pastime, the game my grandmother taught all her ...
Truer Blessing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our happiness our blessedness in our walk in this life not by human perceptions the dog eat dog pull yourself ...
Pocahontas-ed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can hear them now, squabbling a bit, not settling wrapped in Pocahontas downstairs on the pull-out couch Gramma and ...
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 ...
An EPISTLE from Alexander to Hephaestion In His Sickness (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
Ella Fitzgerald (James A. Emanuel Poem)
Pin- La- SCATS : ball dy tis- tas- bumps ket raps ket, back. yel- bas- Wins low ket. (James A. ...
My Little March Girl (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart, There she is passing, the girl of my heart; See where she ...
Death is the supple Suitor (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Death is the supple Suitor That wins at last -- It is a stealthy Wooing Conducted first By pallid innuendoes ...
What a weekend (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What a weekend, it certainly defied all the pundits' trends, the 'World Game' French were trashed by Versace and petulance, ...
The Dungeon (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices (Stephen Crane Poem)
A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices Which, bawled by boys from mile to mile, Spreads its curious opinion To ...
Little Birds (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Call Me Away (Anne Bronte Poem)
Call me away; there's nothing here, That wins my soul to stay; Then let me leave this prospect drear, And ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
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 ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
A Challenge To The Dark (Charles Bukowski Poem)
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing ...
The Victor (C.W. Longenecker Poem)
If you think you are beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t If you like to ...
Possessions Are Nine Points Of Conversation (Ogden Nash Poems)
Some people, and it doesn't matter whether they are paupers or millionaires, Think that anything they have is the best ...
Poetics (Howard Nemerov Poems)
You know the old story Ann Landers tells About the houseife in her basement doing the wash? She's wearing her ...
Modern Love XIII: I Play for Seasons, Not Eternities (George Meredith Poems)
'I play for Seasons; not Eternities!' Says Nature, laughing on her way. 'So must All those whose stake is nothing ...
Paradise Lost: Book 02 (John Milton Poems)
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Modern Declaration (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I, having loved ever since I was a child a few things, never having wavered In these affections; never through ...