The Shepherds Calendar – May (John Clare Poems)
Come queen of months in companyWi all thy merry minstrelsyThe restless cuckoo absent longAnd twittering swallows chimney songAnd hedge row ...
Poems about chucks (16 Poems)
A Letter to the Front (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
A Spring Song (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat;Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys o' ...
The Winner (Henry Grantland Rice Poems)
The cove who never kids himself,Who looks at facts without a frown,Who knows that life is full of knots,And not ...
War (C J Dennis Poems)
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
A Letter To The Front (C J Dennis Poems)
I 'ave written Mick a letter in reply to one uv 'is,Where 'e arsts 'ow things is goin' where the ...
A Spring Song (C J Dennis Poems)
The world 'as got me snouted jist a treat; Crool Forchin's dirty left 'as smote me soul;An' all them joys ...
Our Visitor (Barcroft Henry Boake Poems)
There's a fellow on the station(He dropped in on a call,Just casual-to stay a pleasant week),He's a banker's near relation,Strongly ...
Li’l Brac Sheep. (Elliott Blaine Henderson Poems)
TO DR. JOHN DUDLEY DUNHAM AND WILBUR DUNHAM, Columbus, Ohio. De li'l brac' sheep Tromp 'roun' all day, Way in ...
this evangelist (E. E. Cummings Poems)
this evangelistbuttons with his big gollywog voicethe kingdomofheaven up behind and crazilyskating thither and hither in filthy sawdustchucks and rollsagainst ...
mrs (E. E. Cummings Poems)
mrs& mr across the way are kind ofafraid)afraidof what(ofa crazy man)don'task me how i know(a he of headcomes to some ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The Twelve Dancing Princesses (Anne Sexton Poems)
If you danced from midnight to six A.M. who would understand? The runaway boy who chucks it all to live ...
My Prisoner (Robert William Service Poems)
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
The Fool (Robert William Service Poems)
"But it isn't playing the game," he said, And he slammed his books away; "The Latin and Greek I've got ...
Cowardice (Robert William Service Poems)
Although you deem it far from nice, And it perchance may hurt you, Let me suggest that cowardice Can masquerade ...