The Coal Picker (Amy Lowell Poem)
He perches in the slime, inert, Bedaubed with iridescent dirt. The oil upon the puddles dries To colours like a ...
Poems about eels (21 Poems)
An Aquarium (Amy Lowell Poem)
Streaks of green and yellow iridescence, Silver shiftings, Rings veering out of rings, Silver -- gold -- Grey-green opaqueness sliding ...
Snarleyow (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
This 'appened in a battle to a batt'ry of the corps Which is first among the women an' amazin' first ...
Route Marchin’ (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains; Ho! get ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Casualty (Seamus Heaney Poem)
I He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And blackcurrant, ...
The Eel Pie (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
HOWEVER exquisite we BEAUTY find, It satiates sense, and palls upon the mind: Brown bread as well as white must ...
307. Elegy on Captain Matthew Henderson (Robert Burns Poem)
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
141. Tam Samson’s Elegy (Robert Burns Poems)
HAS auld Kilmarnock seen the deil? Or great Mackinlay 1 thrawn his heel? Or Robertson 2 again grown weel, To ...
Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . (Charles Bukowski Poems)
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
The Frog Prince (Anne Sexton Poems)
Frau Doktor, Mama Brundig, take out your contacts, remove your wig. I write for you. I entertain. But frogs come ...
The Earth (Anne Sexton Poems)
God loafs around heaven, without a shape but He would like to smoke His cigar or bite His fingernails and ...
I, In My Intricate Image (Dylan Thomas Poems)
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
The Red Retreat (Robert William Service Poems)
Tramp, tramp, the grim road, the road from Mons to Wipers (I've 'ammered out this ditty with me bruised and ...
Finistere (Robert William Service Poems)
Hurrah! I'm off to Finistere, to Finistere, to Finistere; My satchel's swinging on my back, my staff is in my ...
Bessie’s Boil (Robert William Service Poems)
Says I to my Missis: "Ba goom, lass! you've something I see, on your mind." Says she: "You are right, ...
The Angler Rose, He Took His Rod (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
THE angler rose, he took his rod, He kneeled and made his prayers to God. The living God sat overhead: ...
Saturday Night in the Parthenon (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room. A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water, And ...
You’re (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the ...
Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax (Andrew Marvell Poems)
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...