If I had a Broomstick (Patrick R Chalmers Poems)
IF I had a broomstick, and knew how to ride it,I'd fly through the windows when Jane goes to tea,And ...
Poems about cripples (21 Poems)
The Minte of deformities (C G Gent Poems)
No Thrasion harpe, but a steeld furious whippe, no Nightingales, but Mandrakes shreeking sound,Adastors snakes to make these Thrasors skippe: ...
To Cynthia, On A Mistresse For His Rivals (Francis Kynaston Poems)
Can I not have a Mistresse of my owne, But that as soone ...
The Lady Of La Garaye – Part III (Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems)
NEVER again! When first that sentence fell From lips so loth the bitter truth to tell, Death seemed the balance ...
L’Albatros (The Albatross) (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Souvent, pour s'amuser, les hommes d'?quipagePrennent des albatros, vastes oiseaux des mers,Qui suivent, indolents compagnons de voyage,Le navire glissant sur ...
The Flare-Back (Burt Franklin Jenness Poems)
So they won't ship me over today, eh?Too old, did you say, an' too lame?It's a hard knock, Cap'n, t' ...
How Salty Win Out (Eugene Field Poems)
I used to think that luck wuz luck and nuthin' else but luck--It made no diff'rence how or when or ...
Prayer (Atom Yarjanian Poems)
The swans, in discouragement, have migrated from the poisonous lakes this evening, And sad sisters dream of brothers under the ...
At The Sheep-Dog Trials (David Campbell Poems)
What ancestors uniteHere in this red and whiteKelpie to defineHis symmetry of line,As crouched in burning dustHe halts both Time ...
From ‘Peter Ottawa’ (Edward William Thompson Poems)
COUNT up the dead by fever, shot and shell,Count up the cripples, count all tears that fell,Count up the orphan ...
Twilight (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
A fat young man plays with a pond.The wind has caught itself in a tree.The pale sky seems to be ...
St. Winefred’s Well (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
The Untrustworthy Speaker (Louise Gluck Poem)
Don't listen to me; my heart's been broken. I don't see anything objectively. I know myself; I've learned to hear ...
The Fiddling Wood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Love Of Jerusalem (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
There is a street where they sell only red meat And there is a street where they sell only clothes ...
Postcards (Margaret Atwood Poem)
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...
The Star-Apple Kingdom (Derek Walcott Poems)
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...
The Four Brothers (Carl Sandburg Poems)
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
Smoke and Steel (Carl Sandburg Poems)
SMOKE of the fields in spring is one, Smoke of the leaves in autumn another. Smoke of a steel-mill roof ...
Neighbors (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ON Forty First Street near Eighth Avenue a frame house wobbles. If houses went on crutches this house would be ...
On Looking Into The Eyes Of A Demon Lover (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Here are two pupils whose moons of black transform to cripples all who look: each lovely lady who peers inside ...