The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Poems about drank (51 Poems)
The Thrush’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush That overhung a molehill large and round, I heard from morn to morn ...
YARNER (Graham Burchell Poem)
A place of dryad and hamadryad, there are eyes here by the million. Many divert to watch me. Threatened, they ...
She Was Very Strange, and Beautiful (Michael Burch Poem)
She was very strange, and beautiful, as the violet mist upon the hills before night falls when the hoot owl ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
A Satisfactory Reform (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A merry burgomaster In a burgh upon the Rhine Said, "Our burghers all are Far too fond of drinking wine." ...
California Plush (Frank Bidart Poem)
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
My Comforter (Emily Bronte Poem)
Well hast thou spoken, and yet, not taught A feeling strange or new; Thou hast but roused a latent thought, ...
Stars (Emily Bronte Poem)
Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert ...
Summer Wind (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
It is a sultry day; the sun has drank The dew that lay upon the morning grass, There is no ...
Mummia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
Sonnet Reversed (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Hand trembling towards hand; the amazing lights Of heart and eye. They stood on supreme heights. Ah, the delirious weeks ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
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 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
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 ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Dream Song 94: Ill lay he long, upon this last return (John Berryman Poem)
Ill lay he long, upon this last return, unvisited. The doctors put everything in the hospital into reluctant Henry and ...
Dream Song 100: How this woman came by the courage (John Berryman Poem)
How this woman came by the courage, how she got the courage, Henry bemused himself in a frantic hot night ...
BALCONY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
MOTHER of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of ...
Cavalier Tunes: Give a Rouse (Robert Browning Poem)
King Charles, and who'll do him right now? King Charles, and who's ripe for fight now? Give a rouse: here's, ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
329. Verses on the destruction of the Woods near Drumlanrig (Robert Burns Poem)
AS on the banks o' wandering Nith, Ae smiling simmer morn I stray'd, And traced its bonie howes and haughs, ...
191. Song-Theniel Menzies’ Bonie Mary (Robert Burns Poems)
IN comin by the brig o' Dye, At Darlet we a blink did tarry; As day was dawnin in the ...
A Man (Charles Bukowski Poem)
George was lying in his trailer, flat on his back, watching a small portable T.V. His dinner dishes were undone, ...
The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...