To A New England Poet (Philip Freneau Poem)
Though skilled in Latin and in Greek, And earning fifty cents a week, Such knowledge, and the income, too, Should ...
Poems about beer (51 Poems)
Wild Dreams Of A New Beginning (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
The Channel Swimmer (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Would you hear a Wild tale of adventure Of a hero who tackled the sea, A super-man swimming the ocean, ...
George and the Dragon (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
Preludes (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
The Shark’s Parlor (James Dickey Poems)
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
Swing Shift Blues (Alan Dugan Poem)
What is better than leaving a bar in the middle of the afternoon besides staying in it or not having ...
Drunken Memories Of Anne Sexton (Alan Dugan Poem)
The first and last time I met my ex-lover Anne Sexton was at a protest poetry reading against some anti-constitutional ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
The Beer Was Cold Enough (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is amazing, while I lay in bed, I had the lines roaring through my head like locusts on the ...
It seldom snowed – Part IV (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It seldom snowed they said, perhaps they're right although seldom was never in that endless summer which tightened a fiery ...
The Summer I Was Sixteen (Geraldine Connolly Poem)
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
The Ballad of the Anti-Puritan (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
They spoke of Progress spiring round, Of light and Mrs Humphrey Ward-- It is not true to say I frowned, ...
The Logical Vegetarian (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
"Why shouldn't I have a purely vegetarian drink? Why shouldn't I take vegetables in their highest form, so to speak? ...
The Secret People (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
Eclogues (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
Exmoor (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Lost aboard the roll of Kodac- olor that was to have super- seded all need to remember Somerset were: a ...
Beach Glass (Amy Clampitt Poem)
While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any ...
Photograph of My Father in His Twenty-Second Year (Raymond Carver Poem)
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO II ( Hys Fyve Rules ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
Tema con Variazioni (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
Rules and Regulations (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
Nostalgia (Billy Collins Poem)
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the ...
Sun and Fun (John Betjeman Poem)
I walked into the night-club in the morning; There was kummel on the handle of the door. The ashtrays were ...
No Beer, No Work (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
The shades of night was fallin' slow As through New York a guy did go And nail on ev'ry barroom ...
Dutch Mistress (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
A hotel in whose ledgers departures are more prominent than arrivals. With wet Koh-i-noors the October rain strokes what's left ...
The Charm Of 5:30 (David Berman Poem)
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
Self-Portrait At 28 (David Berman Poem)
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
The Old Vicarage, Granchester (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Just now the lilac is in bloom, All before my little room; And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the ...