Afternoon Rain in State Street (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone ...
Poems about crumpled (31 Poems)
The Paper Windmill (Amy Lowell Poem)
The little boy pressed his face against the window-pane and looked out at the bright sunshiny morning. The cobble-stones of ...
The Little Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
A little garden on a bleak hillside Where deep the heavy, dazzling mountain snow Lies far into the spring. The ...
The Fruit Shop (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
Patterns (Amy Lowell Poem)
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
Fuzzy-Wuzzy (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(Soudan Expeditionary Force) We've fought with many men acrost the seas, An' some of 'em was brave an' some was ...
In Bertram’s Garden (Donald Justice Poems)
Jane looks down at her organdy skirt As if it somehow were the thing disgraced, For being there, on the ...
The Guardian Angel Of The Little Utopia (Jorie Graham Poem)
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
Her Blue Chair (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dark arms of wood short legged, as we are sitting empty in the living room the place of her blue ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Autumn in the Garden (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
When the frosty kiss of Autumn in the dark Makes its mark On the flowers, and the misty morning grieves ...
He told a homely tale (Emily Dickinson Poem)
He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears -- Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of ...
Consciousness Of Our Return (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
Salvage (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Daily the cortege of crumpled defunct cars goes by by the lasagna- layered flatbed truckload: hardtop reverting to tar smudge, ...
On A Ruined house In A Romantic Country (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
And this reft house is that the which he built, Lamented Jack ! And here his malt he pil'd, Cautious ...
How To Get On In Society (John Betjeman Poem)
Phone for the fish knives, Norman As cook is a little unnerved; You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes And I ...
Vision Of The Archangels, The (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The Vision of the Archangels (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Slowly up silent peaks, the white edge of the world, Trod four archangels, clear against the unheeding sky, Bearing, with ...
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
REVERSIBILITY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
ANGEL of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, And the vague terrors of ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
Whats The Use Of A Title? (Charles Bukowski Poems)
They dont make it the beautiful die in flame- sucide pills,rat poison,rope what- ever... they rip their arms off, throw ...
WRITING TO ONEGIN (Ruth Padel Poems)
(After Pushkin) Look at the bare wood hand-waxed floor and long White dressing-gown, the good child's writing-desk And passionate cold ...
August (Dorothy Parker Poems)
When my eyes are weeds, And my lips are petals, spinning Down the wind that has beginning Where the crumpled ...
Inside Ayers Rock (Les Murray Poems)
Inside Ayers Rock is lit with paired fluorescent lights on steel pillars supporting the ceiling of haze-blue marquee cloth high ...
The Images Alone (Les Murray Poems)
Scarlet as the cloth draped over a sword, white as steaming rice, blue as leschenaultia, old curried towns, the frog ...
The Mother (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
Here I lean over you, small son, sleeping Warm in my arms, And I con to my heart all your ...
Dialogue Between a Sovereign and a One-Pound Note (Thomas Moore Poems)
Said a Sov'reign to a Note, In the pocket of my coat, Where they met in a neat purse of ...
Inheritance-His (Audre Lorde Poems)
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...
The First Death. (extracts) (Dimitris Lyacos Poems)
Shoestring Press, Nottingham, 2000. VIII Final concept harbour which has broken there where it crumpled our faces there where ikons ...