Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
Poems about baggage (27 Poems)
To My Wife (Philip Larkin Poem)
Choice of you shuts up that peacock-fan The future was, in which temptingly spread All that elaborative nature can. Matchless ...
After The Last Dynasty (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
Reading in Li Po how "the peach blossom follows the water" I keep thinking of you because you were so ...
Meeting (Peter Huchel Poem)
For Michael Hamburger Barn owl daughter of snow, subject to the night wind, yet taking root with her talons in ...
WINTER JOURNEY OVER THE HARTZ MOUNTAINS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[The following explanation is necessary, in order to make this ode in any way intelligible. The Poet is supposed to ...
In The Baggage Room At Greyhound (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
Each of Us Coming (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us on this journey this journey of waiting each of us coming coming before the Christ-child family, yet ...
In Abandonment Only (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In abandonment only in being poured out coming to God's throne the altar of the cross Being poured out empty, ...
At the Foot of His Throne (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Leaving my baggage freed from my bondage leaving it at the foot of his throne laying these down before the ...
Drop it and leave it (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Let go of your troubles, cast them aside turn them over to the Lord, and leave them behind Believe in ...
Demons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Thoughts and memories Baggage carried for way too long How to shed pain and confusion When so much time has ...
Looking (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Looking When you hoped you had found Nameless, faceless Stranger For me Somewhere Out there Looking for me Ready to ...
Redux (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He pushed her away again Forced her out, bag and baggage U-Haul and truck A chapter closed If she lets ...
Daddy Ray (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A turn of the key The knob opens From the outside world To my home Daddy Ray! Daddy Ray! They ...
The jaffa and jerusalem railway (Eugene Field Poem)
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
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 Cudgelled And Contented Cuckold (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME time ago from Rome, in smart array, A younger brother homeward bent his way, Not much improved, as frequently ...
St. Julian’s Prayer (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
Dropped into the Ether Acre — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Dropped into the Ether Acre -- Wearing the Sod Gown -- Bonnet of Everlasting Laces -- Brooch -- frozen on ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
SOULSTRONG;/BREAKAWAY (Siddharth Anand Poem)
Abandon the past Throw away the baggage Suffer no more. avast(stop now) Breakaway from the chains and shackles Which from ...
Postcards (Margaret Atwood Poem)
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...
Tulips (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
My Soviet Passport (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
I'd tear like a wolf at bureaucracy. For mandates my respect's but the slightest. To the devil himself I'd chuck ...
Last Instructions to a Painter (Andrew Marvell Poems)
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait. But ere thou fall'st ...
MacDougal Street (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
AS I went walking up and down to take the evening air, (Sweet to meet upon the street, why must ...