Falling (James Dickey Poems)
A 29-year-old stewardess fell ... to her death tonight when she was swept through an emergency door that suddenly sprang ...
Golf Poems (30 Poems)
Quaker Hill (Harold Hart Crane Poems)
Perspective never withers from their eyes;They keep that docile edict of the SpringThat blends March with August Antarctic skies:These are ...
Missed (P G Wodehouse Poems)
The sun in the heavens was beaming, The breeze bore an odour of hay,My flannels were spotless and gleaming, My heart was ...
Poem about People (Robert Pinsky Poems)
The jaunty crop-haired grayingWomen in grocery stores,Their clothes boyish and neat,New mittens or clean sneakers,Clean hands, hips not bad still,Buying ...
A Solitary Triumph (P G Wodehouse Poems)
Oh, the progress of Woman has really been vastSince Civilization began.She's usurped all the qualities which in the past Were reckoned ...
A Phenomenal Fauna (Carolyn Wells Poems)
THE REG'LAR LARKThe Reg'lar Lark's a very gay old Bird;At sunrise often may his voice be heardAs jauntily he wends ...
Golf Luck (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
As a golfer I'm not one who cops the money; I shall always be a member of the dubs;There are ...
The First Rule Of Golf (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
(In which Ye Ed attempts the millionaire's game and obeys the first rule of golf, which is to put back ...
A Lesson From Golf (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
He couldn't use his driver any better on the teeThan the chap that he was licking, who just happened to ...
Golf Pride (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
As a golfer I'm not one who cops the money,I shall always be a member of the dubs;There are times ...
To The Returned Girls (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
Will you read my little pome, O you girls return?d home From a summertime of sport At the Jolliest Resort, ...
Scotch Stuff (George Ade Poems)
Scotch stuff has come to stay,Now the burr drives out the brogue;Here in the U. S. A. The " hoot ...
Lobster (Anne Sexton Poems)
A shoe with legs, a stone dropped from heaven, he does his mournful work alone, he is the old prospector ...
The Road (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
My road was once a trail, Straight, but not too wide; Bumpy and full of chug holes, With no shoulder ...
A Subaltern’s Love Song (John Betjeman Poems)
Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We ...
The Golf Walk (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Behold, my child, this touching scene, The golfer on the golfing-green; Pray mark his legs' uncanny swing, The golf-walk is ...
Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . (Charles Bukowski Poems)
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
Dream On (Edward Taylor Poems)
Some people go their whole lives without ever writing a single poem. Extraordinary people who don't hesitate to cut somebody's ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 2 (Barry Tebb Poems)
STANDING IN EDEN 1 Poetry claimed me young on Skegness beach Before I was born I answered her cry For ...
Dream On (James Tate Poems)
Some people go their whole lives without ever writing a single poem. Extraordinary people who don't hesitate to cut somebody's ...
The Fury Of Jewels And Coal (Anne Sexton Poems)
Many a miner has gone into the deep pit to receive the dust of a kiss, an ore-cell. He has ...
Was It You? (Robert William Service Poems)
"Hullo, young Jones! with your tie so gay And your pen behind your ear; Will you mark my cheque in ...
Birthday (Robert William Service Poems)
(16th January 1949) I thank whatever gods may be For all the happiness that's mine; That I am festive, fit ...
Triumph (Robert William Service Poems)
Why am I full of joy although It drizzles on the links? Why am I buying Veuve Cliquot, And setting ...
Interior (Carl Sandburg Poems)
IN the cool of the night time The clocks pick off the points And the mainsprings loosen. They will need ...
Chant For Dark Hours (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Some men, some men Cannot pass a Book shop. (Lady, make your mind up, and wait your life away.) Some ...
Any Other Time (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
ALL of us play our very best game- Any other time. Golf or billiards, it's all the same- Any other ...
The Wreck of the Golfer (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
It was the Bondi golfing man Drove off from the golf house tee, And he had taken his little daughter ...
Beautiful Nairn (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
All ye tourists who wish to be away From the crowded city for a brief holiday; The town of Nairn ...
The Ancient Town of Leith (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Ancient town of Leith, most wonderful to be seen, With your many handsome buildings, and lovely links so green, And ...