The Crawlspace – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There was a crawlspace under the addition, the master bedroom, a small cut out into the larger basement, maybe three ...
Poems about curtains (43 Poems)
It’s snowing now (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
It's snowing now as I write this note. Little temporal curtains of snow like pages of paper which materialize and ...
Raining Leaves (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Wet dull brown oak leaves red maple, yellow birch, fell in showers, amidst the big secondary rain drops under the ...
Autumnal Diorama (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Early morning Crisp Air Gray ridged bark Green lawn, leaf clutter underfoot Wisps of fog off the pond Green trees ...
The Fear (Robert Frost Poem)
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their ...
The River (Paul Eluard Poem)
The river I have under my tongue, Unimaginable water, my little boat, And curtains lowered, let's speak. (Paul Eluard)
Under Cover of Night (Robert Desnos Poem)
To slip into your shadow under cover of night. To follow your footsteps, your shadow at the window. That shadow ...
Light Between the Trees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Long, long, long the trail Through the brooding forest-gloom, Down the shadowy, lonely vale Into silence, like a room Where ...
The Sun Rising (John Donne Poem)
Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains, call on us? Must to thy ...
Water makes many Beds (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Water makes many Beds For those averse to sleep -- Its awful chamber open stands -- Its Curtains blandly sweep ...
I had no Cause to be awake — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I had no Cause to be awake -- My Best -- was gone to sleep -- And Morn a new ...
Morns like these — we parted (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Morns like these -- we parted -- Noons like these -- she rose -- Fluttering first -- then firmer To ...
Our lives are Swiss (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Our lives are Swiss -- So still -- so Cool -- Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains ...
Tz’u No. 1 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance" Fragrant grass beside the pond green shade over the hall a clear cold ...
Last Night (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Last night thin rain, gusty wind. Dense sleep doesn't fade a wine hangover. I'm talking to her who rolled up ...
A Friend Sends Her Perfumed Carriage (Li Ching Chao Poem)
A friend sends her perfumed carriage And high-bred horses to fetch me. I decline the invitation of My old poetry ...
An Epitaph upon Husband and Wife (Richard Crashaw Poem)
TO these whom death again did wed This grave 's the second marriage-bed. For though the hand of Fate could ...
To the Name above every Name, the Name of Jesus (Richard Crashaw Poem)
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
The Task: Book IV, The Winter Evening (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
Dance Me To The End Of Love (Leonard Cohen Poem)
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in Lift ...
Hiawathas’ photographing ( Part II ) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
First the Governor, the Father: He suggested velvet curtains looped about a massy pillar; And the corner of a table, ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO II ( Hys Fyve Rules ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"MY First - but don't suppose," he said, "I'm setting you a riddle - Is - if your Victim be ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (complete) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
The Only Day In Existence (Billy Collins Poem)
The early sun is so pale and shadowy, I could be looking up at a ghost in the shape of ...
Sun and Fun (John Betjeman Poem)
I walked into the night-club in the morning; There was kummel on the handle of the door. The ashtrays were ...
Stars (Emily Bronte Poem)
Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert ...
Doubts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When she sleeps, her soul, I know, Goes a wanderer on the air, Wings where I may never go, Leaves ...
Failure (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Because God put His adamantine fate Between my sullen heart and its desire, I swore that I would burst the ...
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 ...