Poor Old Ship (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
She wasn't much to brag about, she wasn't much to see,A rusty, crusty hooker as a merchant ship could be;They ...
Poems about caked (21 Poems)
The Piltdown Skull (Donald Marquis Poems)
WHAT was his life, back yonder In the dusk where time began, This beast uncouth with the jaw of an ...
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
First Sight (Philip Larkin Poem)
Lambs that learn to walk in snow When their bleating clouds the air Meet a vast unwelcome, know Nothing but ...
To Failure (Philip Larkin Poem)
You do not come dramatically, with dragons That rear up with my life between their paws And dash me butchered ...
Fancy (John Keats Poem)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
The Tollund Man (Seamus Heaney Poem)
I Some day I will go to Aarhus To see his peat-brown head, The mild pods of his eye-lids, His ...
One Step Backward Taken (Robert Frost Poem)
Not only sands and gravels Were once more on their travels, But gulping muddy gallons Great boulders off their balance ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
The Schooner ‘Flight’ (Derek Walcott Poems)
1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...
GROTTY AND THE QUARRYMAN (Barry Tebb Poems)
(To Paul Sykes, author of 'Sweet Agony') He demolished five doors at a sitting And topped it off with an ...
Harvest Song (Jean Toomer Poems)
I am a reaper whose muscles set at sundown. All my oats are cradled. But I am too chilled, and ...
The Parson’s Son (Robert William Service Poems)
This is the song of the parson's son, as he squats in his shack alone, On the wild, weird nights, ...
Winter Remembered (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
Two evils, monstrous either one apart, Possessed me, and were long and loath at going: A cry of Absence, Absence, ...
My Papa’s Waltz (Theodore Roethke Poems)
The whiskey on your breath Could make a small boy dizzy; But I hung on like death: Such waltzing was ...
Berck-Plage (Sylvia Plath Poems)
(1) This is the sea, then, this great abeyance. How the sun's poultice draws on my inflammation. Electrifyingly-colored sherbets, scooped ...
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 ...
Cows (Paul Muldoon Poems)
Even as we speak, there's a smoker's cough from behind the whitethorn hedge: we stop dead in our tracks; a ...
The Widening Spell Of Leaves (Larry Levis Poems)
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
There Were Dry Red Days (Sharmagne Leland-St. John Poems)
by Sharmagne Leland-St.John There were dry red days Devoid of clouds Devoid of breeze Sound bruised My burning bones Dirt ...
The Present (Philip Levine Poems)
The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each ...