Whoa! (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Whoa! or so she said in that perfect five-year old way, "that's a lot of peanuts!" she marveled, in her ...
Poems about counter (36 Poems)
Before the Noodles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Macaroni and cheese, boxes sitting on the counter, waiting for the water to boil Little pearls of gas, building on ...
Perfection is a Rose (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A red, red rose, posing in the vase on the counter a reminder of the beauty of summer of the ...
A Walmart Moment (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the end of the day that started with a question and an answer from your lips A special moment, ...
Marelli’s Fruit and Real Estate (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
That is what the bright neon sign read this bit of fun, this whimsy this place Leno would love to ...
A Hot Breakfast (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
Swimming in Molasses (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Life was simpler Before Offer Acceptance Revocation Time lapse Counter offer Silence as acceptance Acceptance as mirror image of offer ...
My Memo 1 Sucks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wow, I found a thesis sentence In my title above. A clear and concise position I can support Here, there, ...
Hurricane (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A hole in the wall shop, Counter and seller Plastic cups and pitchers A bit of rum, a bunch of ...
Butter Melting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She marched into the kitchen all purposeful and proud stepstool from the bathroom in her four-year old arms "I'm going ...
Prof. vere de blaw (Eugene Field Poem)
Achievin' sech distinction with his moddel tabble dote Ez to make his Red Hoss Mountain restauraw a place uv note, ...
Number 20 (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
The pennycandystore beyond the El is where I first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom of ...
The Pennycandystore Beyond The El (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
The pennycandystore beyond the El is where i first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom of ...
The Recumbent Posture (Marriott Edgar Poem)
The day after Christmas, young Albert Were what's called, confined to his bed, With a tight kind of pain in ...
Asparagus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
Albert and His Savings (Marriott Edgar Poem)
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
Merlin II (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
Merlin (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
The Merchant of the Picturesque (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Merchant of the Picturesque A Counter has and sales But is within or negative Precisely as the calls -- ...
I Came to buy a smile — today (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I Came to buy a smile -- today -- But just a single smile -- The smallest one upon your ...
Desires that you can only tame to know (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
The Summer I Was Sixteen (Geraldine Connolly Poem)
The turquoise pool rose up to meet us, its slide a silver afterthought down which we plunged, screaming, into a ...
Sorrow (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
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 ...
Litany (Billy Collins Poem)
You are the bread and the knife, The crystal goblet and the wine... -Jacques Crickillon You are the bread and ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Dream Song 42: O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane (John Berryman Poem)
O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane with violent travel & death: consider me in my cast, your first son. ...
Dtatue And The Bust, The (Robert Browning Poem)
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...