Shoals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A trip to the Isles of Shoals September, after the hurricanes warm tropical water sea foam bright, southern a different ...
Poems about crash (48 Poems)
People Call Me Tony (The Fatal Dive lament) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Anthony, Oh Anthony Why didn't you pass the test At the wheel Crash, "not exactly" Red stuff on the water ...
River Ice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High above the reach of the sea, where the brackish water is almost clear, Tectonic plates of ice released by ...
Snapped (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Among the pens and pencils in my desk drawer a piece of eternity fractured and frozen brings me to that ...
Cartoon Physics, Part 1 (Nick Flynn Poem)
Children under, say, ten, shouldn't know that the universe is ever-expanding, inexorably pushing into the vacuum, galaxies swallowed by galaxies, ...
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations (Robert Frost Poem)
You'll wait a long, long time for anything much To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud And the ...
On a Tree Fallen Across the Road (Robert Frost Poem)
(To hear us talk) The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Throws down in front of us is ...
The Floor (Russell Edson Poem)
The floor is something we must fight against. Whilst seemingly mere platform for the human stance, it is that place ...
Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They ...
Song of a Train (John Davidson Poem)
A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it ...
Storm-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
O Music hast thou only heard The laughing river, the singing bird, The murmuring wind in the poplar-trees,-- Nothing but ...
More than the Grave is closed to me — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
More than the Grave is closed to me -- The Grave and that Eternity To which the Grave adheres -- ...
The farthest Thunder that I heard (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The farthest Thunder that I heard Was nearer than the Sky And rumbles still, though torrid Noons Have lain their ...
Crumbling is not an instant’s Act (Emily Dickinson Poems)
Crumbling is not an instant's Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation's processes Are organized Decays. 'Tis first a Cobweb on the ...
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 ...
So Let Us Dare (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
Futurelessness (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
The Obesion (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
To Belloc (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
For every tiny town or place God made the stars especially; Babies look up with owlish face And see them ...
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 ...
Fears In Solitude (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The impact of a dollar upon the heart (Stephen Crane Poem)
The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Self-Portrait, 1969 (Frank Bidart Poem)
He's still young--; thirty, but looks younger-- or does he?... In the eyes and cheeks, tonight, turning in the mirror, ...
I Sit By The Window (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
Pilate’s Wife’s Dream (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
I've quenched my lamp, I struck it in that start Which every limb convulsed, I heard it fall The crash ...
The Strange Lady (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Dinner in a Quick Lunch Room (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Soup should be heralded with a mellow horn, Blowing clear notes of gold against the stars; Strange entrees with a ...