A Number of Heart Beats (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He numbers our days before we are born A question of how, of how the Creator could number our days ...
Poems about bounds (45 Poems)
To Everything (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The seasons of life, The moments, parsed out in time Time for everything, everything under heaven metered out by the ...
The Context of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The beauty of creation is found in the context of creation the story of how we began the world beginning ...
Parsing the Parable (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
"And who is our neighbor?", a lawyer asked so long ago, testing the Teacher, to know the meaning of the ...
The Spleen (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Misgiving (Robert Frost Poem)
All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!' The foliage follow him, leaf and stem; But a sleep oppresses ...
Uriel (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
IT fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar ...
Often I Am Permitted to Return to a Meadow (Robert Duncan Poem)
as if it were a scene made-up by the mind, that is not mine, but is a made place, that ...
Endimion and Phoebe (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
Alexander’s Feast; Or, The Power Of Music (John Dryden Poems)
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
Silvered In The Dying Light (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
Having each of you as friends (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
To the Name above every Name, the Name of Jesus (Richard Crashaw Poem)
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
Ode to Winter (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Epitaph on a Hare (William Cowper Poem)
Here lies, whom hound did ne'er pursue, Nor swiftewd greyhound follow, Whose foot ne'er tainted morning dew, Nor ear heard ...
Power (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
Power (Aleister Crowley Poem)
The mighty sound of forests murmuring In answer to the dread command; The stars that shudder when their king extends ...
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 Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Agoraphobia (John Burnside Poem)
My whole world is all you refuse: a black light, angelic and cold on the path to the orchard, fox-runs ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Spring in Town (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...