A Fern Emerging (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Waking, stretching casting off sleep, cocoon of its slumber awakening to the dawn of spring, new life in the fresh ...
Poems about breathing (47 Poems)
Sensing His Presence (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His mother's voice through his mother's womb gave away his presence, his nearness his being, so close, so close a ...
Staring into the Flame (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sitting still, quiet, alone, in the living room of my boyhood alone with my thoughts after the Christmas day watching ...
The Vantage Point (Robert Frost Poem)
If tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
I Have Dreamed of You so Much (Robert Desnos Poem)
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real. Is there still time for me to ...
A Green Crab’s Shell (Mark Doty Poems)
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
Demolition (Mark Doty Poem)
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
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 ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
The Window (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
All night long, by a distant bell, The passing hours were notched On the dark, while her breathing rose and ...
Late Spring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
A little bread — a crust — a crumb (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A little bread -- a crust -- a crumb -- A little trust -- a demijohn -- Can keep the ...
A narrow Fellow in the Grass (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A narrow Fellow in the Grass Occasionally rides -- You may have met Him -- did you not His notice ...
I Held A Shelley Manuscript (Gregory Corso Poem)
My hands did numb to beauty as they reached into Death and tightened! O sovereign was my touch upon the ...
The Neophyte (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
The Neophyte (Aleister Crowley Poem)
To-night I tread the unsubstantial way That looms before me, as the thundering night Falls on the ocean: I must ...
Recollections Of Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
I How warm this woodland wild Recess ! Love surely hath been breathing here ; And this sweet bed of ...
To the Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Sister of love-lorn Poets, Philomel! How many Bards in city garret pent, While at their window they with downward eye ...
The Dungeon (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Song (Act V, scene i) And this place our forefathers made for man ...
To The Rev. George Coleridge (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Youth And Age (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Verse, a Breeze 'mid blossoms straying, Where HOPE clung feeding, like a bee-- Both were mine ! Life went a-maying ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
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 ...
XIV. On a Distant View of England. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
AH! from my eyes the tears unbidden start, Albion! as now thy cliffs (that bright appear Far o'er the wave, ...
The Night – Wind (Emily Bronte Poem)
In summer's mellow midnight, A cloudless moon shone through Our open parlour window, And rose-trees wet with dew. I sat ...
Love and Folly (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Love's worshippers alone can know The thousand mysteries that are his; His blazing torch, his twanging bow, His blooming age ...
Nos Immortales (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Perhaps we go with wind and cloud and sun, Into the free companionship of air; Perhaps with sunsets when the ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...