The Wreck of the Hesperus (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear ...
Poems about colder (31 Poems)
The Dark and the Fair (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the ...
Colder (Erica Jong Poem)
He was six foot four, and forty-six and even colder than he thought he was James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks ...
On the Beach at Fontana (James Joyce Poem)
Wind whines and whines the shingle, The crazy pierstakes groan; A senile sea numbers each single Slimesilvered stone. From whining ...
To a Young Child (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, ...
Spring & Fall: To A Young Child (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, ...
Spring & Fall: To A Young Child (Ted Hughes Poem)
Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, ...
from Proverbs of Hell (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) radical ban all fires and places where people congregate to create comfort put an end to sleep good cooking ...
The Shivering Beggar (Robert Graves Poem)
NEAR Clapham village, where fields began, Saint Edward met a beggar man. It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled, ...
Alone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Gone Keys back Apartment quiet Empty boxes Bare walls Colder (Raymond A. Foss)
A New School (a song for Erica) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I'm in a new school I'm the new face With my great style, I'm here To brighten up the place ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
The Appology (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
'Tis true I write and tell me by what Rule I am alone forbid to play the fool To follow ...
Wash of Cold River (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Wash of cold river in a glacial land, Ionian water, chill, snow-ribbed sand, drift of rare flowers, clear, with delicate ...
Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
T?rnfallet (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
There is a meadow in Sweden where I lie smitten, eyes stained with clouds' white ins and outs. And about ...
Mary and Gabriel (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Love (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Where that comes in that shall not go again; Love ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
When We Two Parted (Lord Byron Poem)
When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted, To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, ...
Habitation (Margaret Atwood Poem)
Marriage is not a house or even a tent it is before that, and colder: The edge of the forest, ...
WREATH OF SONNETS (Vlanes Poems)
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
PROPERTIUS (Vlanes Poems)
Desine, Paulle, meum lacrimis urgere sepulcrum: nempe tuas lacrimas litora surda bibent. Propertius, IV.11 Don't cry for me, for only ...
Evening Star (Edgar Allan Poe Poems)
'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the ...
The Little Match Girl (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
It was biting cold, and the falling snow, Which filled a poor little match girl's heart with woe, Who was ...
The Trouble with Snowmen (Roger McGough Poems)
'The trouble with snowmen,' Said my father one year 'They are no sooner made than they just disappear. I'll build ...
The Soldiers at Lauro (Spike Milligan Poems)
Young are our dead Like babies they lie The wombs they blest once Not healed dry And yet - too ...