A Fallen Orb (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A Planet no more a dwarf, a minor player on the celestial stage the lord of the underworld relegated, lost ...
Poems about club (34 Poems)
Red Sox Win (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Red Sox win Yankees lose A story so big It led the news Bumped politics Down the page It may ...
Pink Slides (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I saw her for a split second driving down Canal toward home off to the left almost over my shoulder ...
The Little Peach (Eugene Field Poem)
A little peach in the orchard grew,-- A little peach of emerald hue; Warmed by the sun and wet by ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
The Man Bitten By Fleas (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff'd with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes ...
The Egg and the Machine (Robert Frost Poem)
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick. From far away there came an answering tick And then another tick. ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
Sam’s Racehorse (Marriott Edgar Poems)
When Sam Small retired from the Army He'd a pension of ninepence a day, And seven pounds fourteen and twopence ...
Goalkeeper Joe (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Joe Dunn were a bobby for football He gave all his time to that sport, He played for the West ...
Gus: The Theatre Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really ...
Bustopher Jones: The Cat About Town (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones-- In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs--he has eight or nine ...
Ai (Denise Duhamel Poem)
There is a chimp named Ai who can count to five. There's a poet named Ai whose selected poems Vice ...
Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Not with a Club, the Heart is broken (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone -- A Whip so small you could not ...
The Ballad of the Anti-Puritan (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
They spoke of Progress spiring round, Of light and Mrs Humphrey Ward-- It is not true to say I frowned, ...
The Logical Vegetarian (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
"Why shouldn't I have a purely vegetarian drink? Why shouldn't I take vegetables in their highest form, so to speak? ...
Gregory Corso (Gregory Corso Poem)
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Mary (Edgar Bowers Poem)
The angel of self-discipline, her guardian Since she first knew and had to go away From home that spring to ...
A Subaltern’s Love Song (John Betjeman Poems)
Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We ...
The Final Tax (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Said Statesman A to Statesman Z: "What can we tax that is not paying? We're taxing every blessed thing- Here's ...
The Ballade Of The Automobile (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
When our yacht sails seaward on steady keel And the wind is moist with breath of brine And our laughter ...
Judgment Day (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
Dream Song 118: He wondered: Do I love? all this applause (John Berryman Poem)
He wondered: Do I love? all this applause, young beauties sitting at my feet & all, and all. It tires ...
Dream Song 56: Hell is empty. O that has come to pass (John Berryman Poem)
Hell is empty. O that has come to pass which the cut Alexandrian foresaw, and Hell is empty. Lightning fell ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
150. Song-Rattlin, Roarin Willie (Robert Burns Poem)
AS 1 I cam by Crochallan, I cannilie keekit ben; Rattlin', roarin' Willie Was sittin at yon boord-en'; Sittin at ...
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 ...