The Cross-Roads (Amy Lowell Poem)
A bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that ...
Poems about clap (31 Poems)
The Big Top (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering to my heart And I like the smell of ...
Loot (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
If you've ever stole a pheasant-egg be'ind the keeper's back, If you've ever snigged the washin' from the line, If ...
Kitchener’s School (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
1898 Being a translation of the song that was made by a Mohammedanschoolmaster of Bengal Infantry (some time on service ...
Grammar (Tony Hoagland Poem)
Maxine, back from a weekend with her boyfriend, smiles like a big cat and says that she's a conjugated verb. ...
The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux (A. E. Housman Poem)
The chestnut casts his flambeaux, and the flowers Stream from the hawthorn on the wind away, The doors clap to, ...
THE PLAUDITE, OR END OF LIFE (Robert Herrick Poem)
If after rude and boisterous seas My wearied pinnace here finds ease; If so it be I've gain'd the shore, ...
THE HAG (Robert Herrick Poem)
The Hag is astride, This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now ...
thirteeners (Rg Gregory Poem)
18 if you want a revolution attack symbols not systems - the simple forms that (blithely) give the truth away ...
An English Wood (Robert Graves Poem)
This valley wood is pledged To the set shape of things, And reasonably hedged: Here are no harpies fledged, No ...
In the Dark (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Electricity in the air Charged particles Sparks between us Clap of thunder Heavy rain Beats on the metal roof Blackout ...
Open Mic (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Can you hear me in the back? Let's see - A little about me Set the mood, a light laugh ...
The Kingfisher (William Henry Davies Poem)
It was the Rainbow gave thee birth, And left thee all her lovely hues; And, as her mother's name was ...
A something in a summer’s Day (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A something in a summer's Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer's ...
Still hear the waves (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was a brave day under an endlessly clear sky that extended forever from our valley to the unfathomably distant ...
Echoes in an empty room (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
To A Young Ass (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppress?d race! I love the languid patience of thy ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
Snow Day (Billy Collins Poem)
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, its white flag waving over everything, the landscape vanished, not a ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Tarantella (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the bedding Of the straw ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Million Man March Poem (Maya Angelou Poem)
The night has been long, The wound has been deep, The pit has been dark, And the walls have been ...
372. Song-Kellyburn Braes (Robert Burns Poems)
THERE lived a carl in Kellyburn Braes, Hey, and the rue grows bonie wi' thyme; And he had a wife ...
95. Address to the Unco Guid (Robert Burns Poems)
O YE wha are sae guid yoursel', Sae pious and sae holy, Ye've nought to do but mark and tell ...
147. Address to a Haggis (Robert Burns Poems)
FAIR fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the pudding-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, ...
88. The Author’s Earnest Cry and Prayer (Robert Burns Poems)
YE Irish lords, ye knights an' squires, Wha represent our brughs an' shires, An' doucely manage our affairs In parliament, ...