Poetry in My Soul (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I hear the verse in the cells of my fingers feel the pull of the words on the keyboard typing ...
Poems about drives (46 Poems)
Your Face (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I see your face when I close my eyes. Every feature, every emotion Fills me with joy. Your smile thrills ...
Salmon Skin (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pause on the bridge, a break in my day, as night came A stop to drink in the murmur, ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Tradesman and the Scholar (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
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, ...
Saadi (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Trees in groves, Kine in droves, In ocean sport the scaly herds, Wedge-like cleave the air the birds, To northern ...
Fate (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
Sea Rose (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Rose, harsh rose, marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet ...
When de Co’n Pone’s Hot (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poems)
Dey is times in life when Nature Seems to slip a cog an' go, Jes' a-rattlin' down creation, Lak an ...
These are the Nights that Beetles love — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
These are the Nights that Beetles love -- From Eminence remote Drives ponderous perpendicular His figure intimate The terror of ...
There’s been a Death, in the Opposite House, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House, As lately as Today -- I know it, by the numb look ...
Strawberries again today (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The red berries wreak an awesome spell that some would dread; others, weak and soulless, must succumb, they treasure with ...
Desires that you can only tame to know (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
The Song Of The Strange Ascetic (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
Tz’u No. 15 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream" Thousands of light flakes of crushed gold for its blossoms, Trimmed jade for ...
Ode to Winter (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
Submission (William Cowper Poem)
O Lord, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to Thy will, And make ...
Peace after a Storm (William Cowper Poem)
When darkness long has veil'd my mind, And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The ...
The Atheist (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
The Buddhist (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
The Buddhist (Aleister Crowley Poem)
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
The Atheist (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Clock-O’-Clay (John Clare Poems)
In the cowslip pips I lie, Hidden from the buzzing fly, While green grass beneath me lies, Pearled with dew ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
Shoveling Snow With Buddha (Billy Collins Poem)
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...