After the Turkey (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We sat sated in the den ready for pie; but not quite needing to sit a bit, settle our bloated ...
Poems about expected (33 Poems)
Spontaneous Prayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We both saw it she began to pray a simple urgent prayer "Lord, can I please have a dog?" but, ...
Costs not Expenses (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A fine line in the sand of import to find balance of equities costs yes, expenses no parsing subtleties of ...
The Picture (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOLICITED I've been to give a tale, In which (though true, decorum must prevail), The subject from a picture shall ...
The Convent Gardener Of Lamporechio (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
The Case Of Conscience (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
A Confidant Without Knowing It; Or The Stratagem (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO master sage, nor orator I know, Who can success, like gentle Cupid show; His ways and arguments are pleasing ...
The Executor (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Greedy Heir long waited to fulfill, As his Executor, a Kinsman's Will; And to himself his Age repeated o'er, ...
A Hundred Collars (Robert Frost Poem)
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Sam’s Christmas Pudding (Marriott Edgar Poems)
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War, And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Favrile (Mark Doty Poem)
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
Visitation (Mark Doty Poem)
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
An altered look about the hills (Emily Dickinson Poem)
An altered look about the hills -- A Tyrian light the village fills -- A wider sunrise in the morn ...
A Lady red — amid the Hill (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Lady red -- amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily ...
No way of going back (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was my life in fast review, initially at double speed until I learned which functions scrolled the images on ...
Her gentle hands (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
She came at night, her gentle hands defused the ticking bomb that was his brain, she soothed the pain and ...
Bretton Wood (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It happened by Bretton Wood (although that wasn't it's real name) and I recall a clear, grey dawn and the ...
Another barbeque tonight (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It rained throughout the night, a truly welcome sound that eases sleep although we barely slept - we were distressed ...
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 ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Life (Marvin Bell Poem)
I leave the office, take the stairs, in time to mail a letter before 3 in the afternoon--the last dispatch. ...
Choriambics — II (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Here the flame that was ash, shrine that was void, lost in the haunted wood, I have tended and loved, ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
By The Fire-Side (Robert Browning Poem)
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...