Prelude to Space (C. S. Lewis Poem)
An Epithaliamium So Man, grown vigorous now, Holds himself ripe to breed, Daily devises how To ejaculate his seed And ...
Poems about bombs (31 Poems)
What Were They Like? (Denise Levertov Poem)
Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? ...
O-Jazz-O (Bob Kaufman Poem)
Where the string At some point, Was umbilical jazz, Or perhaps, In memory, A long lost bloody cross, Buried in ...
Defence of Fort M’Henry (Francis Scott Key Poems)
Tune -- ANACREON IN HEAVEN O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hail'd ...
The Men That Fought at Minden (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time -- So was them that fought at Waterloo! ...
The Great Explosion (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The universe expands and contracts like a great heart. It is expanding, the farthest nebulae Rush with the speed of ...
July Fourth By The Ocean (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The continent's a tamed ox, with all its mountains, Powerful and servile; here is for plowland, here is for park ...
Valenciennes (Thomas Hardy Poem)
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major" In Memory of S. C. (Pensioner). Died 184- WE trenched, we trumpeted and drummed, ...
from crossing the line (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) a great man there was a great man so great he couldn't be criticised in the light who died ...
Escape (Robert Graves Poem)
August 6, 1916.-Officer previously reported died of wounds, now reported wounded: Graves, Captain R., Royal Welch Fusiliers.) .but I was ...
Making The Lion For All It’s Got — A Ballad (Allen Ginsberg Poems)
I came home and found a lion in my room... A ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Under the Boot of the Madman (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The struggle for freedom cloaked in his repression the protesters taken away abducted in the night The people fearful hearing ...
Her Web Trembling (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Her work, her creation, trembling shuddering at the onslaught the bombs bursting all around, against the glass shattering against the ...
The Fruits of Torture (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We are reaping the whirlwind, the fruits of torture, acts committed in our names A loss of identity, our place ...
Down by the River (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down by the river, we played, dreamed, explored alone and together, bikes left by the rock piles, Climbing, hiking, claiming ...
Secondary Rain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Huge droplets explode in the puddles small lakes in the uneven surface craters in the alley, rivulets connecting them giant ...
Fireworks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rockets red glare bombs bursting in air oh and the eardrums them too - bursting A night of fire and ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Under Siege (Mahmoud Darwish Poem)
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Rangipo Desert (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
If democratically elected (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
Gregory Corso (Gregory Corso Poem)
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Slough (John Betjeman Poem)
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. ...
1991-I (Wendell Berry Poem)
The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
The Applicant (Sylvia Plath Poems)
First, are you our sort of a person? Do you wear A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch, A ...
High Explosive (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
'Twas the dingo pup to his dam that said, "It's time I worked for my daily bread. Out in the ...
The Sentry (Wilfred Owen Poems)
We'd found an old Boche dug-out, and he knew, And gave us hell, for shell on frantic shell Hammered on ...
Bombay (John Matthew Poems)
In your bosom we wake up with fear, In your sky there's only unending tears, You always roar, but within, ...