The Fight at Eureka Stockade (Henry Lawson Poem)
"Was I at Eureka?" His figure was drawn to a youthful height, And a flood of proud recollections made the ...
Poems about boiled (31 Poems)
Man And Wife (Robert Lowell Poem)
Tamed by Miltown, we lie on Mother's bed; the rising sun in war paint dyes us red; in broad daylight ...
The September Gale (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I'M not a chicken; I have seen Full many a chill September, And though I was a youngster then, That ...
Advertisement For The Waldorf-Astoria (Langston Hughes Poem)
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf-Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair ...
Rules to Live By (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All written down all for a purpose living now as when they were written Rules to live by written in ...
Something of the Spirit (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us gifted by the same Spirit a kernel of the eternal breathed into us something of Christ of ...
Living in a State of Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The bible, the stories all of the teachings boiled down to love at the center, the heart, of all of ...
The Lintels of Our Hearts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The blood of the lamb spirit, life, eternal life spread on the lintels of our hearts marking us, a chosen ...
More Promise than Order (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh, if we could but follow these simple words, to love our neighbor, to love our God, so much more ...
Creed (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of our faith the boiled down core, for those who believe throughout the ages down to the present ...
Sterilizing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Source, Word and Holy Spirit Three things, dry, lifeless words; but Meaningful words, of faith trying to explain the wholeness ...
It’s a Talisman (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Statutory interpretation sparing over the meaning, the import of precision, of a bit of administrative law boiled down to the ...
Ignoring Precedent (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My blood boiled, my eyes rolled at the position they took the wall they created to entry, to rights Claiming ...
A Converted Zealot (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What better advocate can serve a mission, a calling, a purpose than a converted zealot a true believer one on ...
Chicken Soup (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Is it the soup, or its making that soothes, bleeds stress, changes the mind, cutting through the cares of the ...
Blood on the Lintels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Blood shed in fulfillment, willingly spilled for us spread blood of the lamb Blood on the lintels, the threshold, the ...
The Black Birds (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
The perfect cup (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We were born of tea, our mum could drink fourteen cups a day, an awesome feat to try to rationalise, ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
The End Of March (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
Opening the Geode (Julie Hill Alger Poem)
When the molten earth seethed in its whirling cauldron nobody watched the pot from a tall wooden stool set out ...
We Ain’t Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain (Charles Bukowski Poems)
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
Travels With John Hunter (Les Murray Poems)
We who travel between worlds lose our muscle and bone. I was wheeling a barrow of earth when agony bayoneted ...
Paradise Regained: The Second Book (John Milton Poems)
Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained At Jordan with the Baptist, and had seen Him whom they heard so late ...
Refrigerator, 1957 (Thomas Lux Poems)
More like a vault -- you pull the handle out and on the shelves: not a lot, and what there ...
A Woman Waking (Philip Levine Poems)
She wakens early remembering her father rising in the dark lighting the stove with a match scraped on the floor. ...
The Simple Truth (Philip Levine Poems)
I bought a dollar and a half's worth of small red potatoes, took them home, boiled them in their jackets ...