Men (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
Man is a creature of a thousand whims;The slave of hope and fear and circumstance.Through toil and martyrdom a million ...
Poems about blotched (14 Poems)
Cinderella (Roald Dahl Poems)
I guess you think you know this story.You don't. The real one's much more gory.The phoney one, the one you ...
The Branded Hand (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
WELCOME home again, brave seaman! with thy thoughtful brow and gray,And the old heroic spirit of our earlier, better day;With ...
The Trail-Makers (Henry Herbert Knibbs Poems)
North and west along the coast among the misty islands, Sullen in the grip of night and smiling in the ...
On Poetic Composition (John Roderigo Dos Passos Poems)
There was a king in China.He sat in a garden under a moon of goldwhile a black slave scratched his ...
Dyke Side (John Clare Poems)
The frog croaks loud, and maidens dare not passBut fear the noisome toad and shun the grass;And on the sunny ...
Les Regrets De La Belle H?aulmiere (Francoise Villon Poems)
ADVIS m'est que j'oy regreterLa belle qui fut h?aulmiere,Soy jeune fille soushaicterEt parler en telle maniere:'Ha! viellesse felonne et fiere,Pourquoi ...
An Unclosed Door (Allen Curnow Poems)
Freshened by any wind, sanitised with pine and cypress, the slaughterhouse is cool as a church inside. High rafters too. ...
White Knuckles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Vivid memory Twenty-five years past Her hands Old, blotched, tired Gripped the sheet metal Chair below her White knuckles Held ...
The Landrail (John Clare Poem)
How sweet and pleasant grows the way Through summer time again While Landrails call from day to day Amid the ...
The Maple Tree (John Clare Poem)
The Maple with its tassell flowers of green That turns to red, a stag horn shapèd seed Just spreading out ...
The Burning of the Leaves (Laurence Binyon Poem)
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
South of my Days (Judith Wright Poems)
South of my days' circle, part of my blood's country, rises that tableland, high delicate outline of bony slopes wincing ...
WANTS POEMS AND HAS NEVER REJECTED ANYONE (Barry Tebb Poems)
Eamer o' Keefe with your tinge of brogue And Irish warmth, Daisy and Debjani With your karma and cool verse, ...