The Coal Picker (Amy Lowell Poem)
He perches in the slime, inert, Bedaubed with iridescent dirt. The oil upon the puddles dries To colours like a ...
Poems about coals (31 Poems)
The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
A Fairy Tale (Amy Lowell Poem)
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
The White Man’s Foot (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
THE OCCULTATION OF ORION (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
I saw, as in a dream sublime, The balance in the hand of Time. O'er East and West its beam ...
CURFEW (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
I. Solemnly, mournfully, Dealing its dole, The Curfew Bell Is beginning to toll. Cover the embers, And put out the ...
Dead March (Weldon Kees Poem)
Under the bunker, where the reek of kerosene Prepared the marriage rite, leader and whore, Imperfect kindling even in this ...
The Abduction (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
Some things I do not profess to understand, perhaps not wanting to, including whatever it was they did with you ...
The Ballad of the “Bolivar” (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Seven men from all the world, back to Docks again, Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain: Give ...
Gunga Din (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
To My Brothers (John Keats Poem)
Small, busy flames play through the fresh-laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep Like whispers of the ...
The Sun Was Slumbering in the West (Thomas Hood Poem)
The sun was slumbering in the West, My daily labors past; On Anna's soft and gentle breast My head reclined ...
San Sebastian (Thomas Hardy Poem)
And your sunny years with a gracious wife Have brought you a daughter dear. "I watched her to-day; a more ...
at the sixty-ninth station (Rg Gregory Poem)
(after hiroshige - stations of oi) here at the sixty-ninth station of the gregokaido road i have a sense of ...
The World Ablaze (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The coals alight the world ablaze repression giving way in hope and in rage The world ablaze changing before our ...
Tinder on the Hot Coals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The frustration fanned revolution coming the tinder on the hot coals the reaction of the tyrants Fanning the flames by ...
Burning Coals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The coals burning our lips our confession of sin cleansed on the altar dying with him Commissioned like Isaiah to ...
Stoves and sunshine (Eugene Field Poem)
Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea-- The land of stoves and sunshine is good ...
Elegy XVIII: Love’s Progress (John Donne Poems)
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
I could die — to know — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I could die -- to know -- 'Tis a trifling knowledge -- News-Boys salute the Door -- Carts -- joggle ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
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, ...
Phantasmagoria Canto I (The Trystyng ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
Weather (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
Once I dipt into the future far as human eye could see, And I saw the Chief Forecaster, dead as ...
A Light Woman (Robert Browning Poem)
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
The Eviction (William Allingham Poem)
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
87. The Twa Dogs (Robert Burns Poems)
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
Monologue of a Mother (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
This is the last of all, this is the last! I must hold my hands, and turn my face to ...
Eden in Winter (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Chant we the story now Tho' in a ...
The Hearth Eternal (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...