Following Her (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was attached, joined with her Ready to follow where she lead Prepared to leave all she knew, all Who ...
Poems about ahead (51 Poems)
Before the Committee (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She will be there, standing before the committee telling her story, the path that brought her there before those who ...
First Day – 1L (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Joy At the starting A new life New friends, peers, colleagues Challenges for my mind My spirit, myself Unfettered, open, ...
Ten Feet (not Twenty) Overhead — (first draft) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up ahead To my right Around the point before me A burst of squawks and the Beating of heavy wings ...
Ten Feet (not Twenty) Overhead – (second draft) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up ahead To my right Around the point before me A burst of squawks and the Beating of heavy wings ...
Ten Feet Overhead – (final version) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Up ahead To my right Around the point Burst of squawks and Beating of heavy wings Filled the air The ...
Free Time (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
The drum (Eugene Field Poem)
I'm a beautiful red, red drum, And I train with the soldier boys; As up the street we come, Wonderful ...
The delectable ballad of the waller lot (Eugene Field Poem)
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
Stoves and sunshine (Eugene Field Poem)
Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea-- The land of stoves and sunshine is good ...
Good-Children Street (Eugene Field Poem)
There's a dear little home in Good-Children street - My heart turneth fondly to-day Where tinkle of tongues and patter ...
Little Aggie (Marriott Edgar Poem)
When Joe Dove took his elephants out on the road He made each one hold fast with his trunk 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 ...
A Runnable Stag (John Davidson Poem)
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
1. Faith (Mark Doty Poem)
"I've been having these awful dreams, each a little different, though the core's the same- we're walking in a field, ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
Hudson’s Last Voyage (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
Travellers Whom We Met (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Another fork away ahead Exactly like the one behind And twists and turns to leave you dead As choices in ...
Night’s sentinel (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
Futurelessness (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
Candles (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
The days of our future stand in front of us like a row of little lit candles -- golden, warm, ...
Where Lies The Land To Which The Ship Would Go (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
Where lies the land to which the ship would go? Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. And where ...
Fit the Seventh ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Banker's Fate They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
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 ...
I Go Back To The House For A Book (Billy Collins Poem)
I turn around on the gravel and go back to the house for a book, something to read at the ...
THE AMARANTH (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman The kaleidoscope stood befrilled with splendour; no messenger from on high did descend to hand it blessings, ...
The Watch (Michael Burch Poem)
Moonlight spills down vacant sills, illuminates an empty bed. Dreams lie in crates. One hand creates wan silver circles, left ...
THE HUDSON (Luis Benitez Poem)
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
Dinner at the Who’s Who (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poems)
amidst swirling wine and flickers of silver guests quote Dante, Brecht, Kant and each other. I wait in the hall ...