Apricot and Periwinkle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Apricot and periwinkle Robin's egg and salmon. Moments of Yesterday's sunset Frozen in my mind. No Nikon or Kodak, No ...
Poems about cherish (34 Poems)
Living in Lifetimes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
May we enjoy and cherish every breath we share together, may we always act as though it is our last, ...
With Authority (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The message is unknown; unimportant He spoke with authority. Now that was the thing The real message in the Word ...
Valentine’s Day 2006 (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
To my beautiful wife, When I read 1 Cor. 13:1-7, I think of you. I alternate "you" for "love" and ...
Sister’s cake (Eugene Field Poems)
I'd not complain of Sister Jane, for she was good and kind, Combining with rare comeliness distinctive gifts of mind; ...
After Apple-Picking (Robert Frost Poem)
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
The Naming Of Cats (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn't just one of your holiday games; You may think at ...
Sonnet XLIV: Whilst Thus My Pen (Michael Drayton Poem)
Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee, Age rules my lines with wrinkles in my face, Where in the ...
To disappear enhances — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To disappear enhances -- The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality But yesterday a Vagrant ...
Sweet Mountains — Ye tell Me no lie — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Sweet Mountains -- Ye tell Me no lie -- Never deny Me -- Never fly -- Those same unvarying Eyes ...
We talked as Girls do — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We talked as Girls do -- Fond, and late -- We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave -- ...
To keep the ambience alive (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
When you thanked me for the day I felt ashamed, I couldn't say it wasn't much because it was for ...
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 ...
Stanzas (Anne Bronte Poem)
Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings, ...
Power of Love (Anne Bronte Poem)
Love, indeed thy strength is mighty Thus, alone, such strife to bear -- Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing -- ...
Parting Address From Z.Z. To A.E. (Anne Bronte Poem)
O weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings ...
Farewell (Anne Bronte Poem)
Farewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee: Within my heart they still shall dwell; ...
Dreams (Anne Bronte Poem)
While on my lonely couch I lie, I seldom feel myself alone, For fancy fills my dreaming eye With scenes ...
Confidence (Anne Bronte Poem)
Oppressed with sin and woe, A burdened heart I bear, Opposed by many a mighty foe: But I will not ...
Alexander And Zenobia (Anne Bronte Poem)
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
A Prisoner in a Dungeon Deep (Anne Bronte Poem)
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
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 ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 88: Op. posth. no. 11 (John Berryman Poem)
In slack times visit I the violent dead and pick their awful brains. Most seem to feel nothing is secret ...
338. Song-My Tocher’s the Jewel (Robert Burns Poems)
O MEIKLE thinks my luve o' my beauty, And meikle thinks my luve o' my kin; But little thinks my ...
The Monument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...