Under the Stars (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Laying back in the canoe out in the middle of the lake northern Maine June, maybe July more than thirty ...
Poems about experience (40 Poems)
Splatters of His Blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Summer Sunday best became splattered with His blood in the intinction, the joining of His body, His blood, the dipping ...
The Essence of Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
His is the abject lesson, the proof in the seeing, the touching, the questioning the believing by his eyes, his ...
The Summer of Stitches (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Twelve trips to the doctor, a number of cuts, scrapes, gashes marked that summer of accidents and mishaps of youthful ...
She is Free (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Cancer Free what a wonderful way to lift fears, raise a voice of prayer of thanks for healing, answer to ...
Got a Match? (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh how to tell the tale to spin the yarn, to pull you in Bring you along, down memory road ...
The Garden Shukkei-en (Carolyn Forche Poem)
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
The Shepherd And The Calm (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Soothing his Passions with a warb'ling Sound, A Shepherd-Swain lay stretch'd upon the Ground; Whilst all were mov'd, who their ...
A Tale of the Miser and the Poet (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
Dæmonic Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
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 ...
Sonnet L: As in Some Countries (Michael Drayton Poem)
As in some countries far remote from hence The wretched creature destined to die, Having the judgement due to his ...
Visitation (Mark Doty Poem)
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
To pile like Thunder to its close (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To pile like Thunder to its close Then crumble grand away While Everything created hid This -- would be Poetry ...
This Consciousness that is aware (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself ...
None can experience sting (Emily Dickinson Poem)
None can experience sting Who Bounty -- have not known -- The fact of Famine -- could not be Except ...
I think I was enchanted (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl -- I read that Foreign Lady -- The Dark -- ...
His Feet are shod with Gauze — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
His Feet are shod with Gauze -- His Helmet, is of Gold, His Breast, a Single Onyx With Chrysophrase, inlaid. ...
I Mark Your Courage (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
Envoys From Alexandria (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
They had not seen, for ages, such beautiful gifts in Delphi as these that had been sent by the two ...
The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
THE HUDSON (Luis Benitez Poem)
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
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 ...
Mortality (John Betjeman Poem)
The first-class brains of a senior civil servant Shiver and shatter and fall As the steering column of his comfortable ...
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 ...
These Green-Going-to-Yellow (Marvin Bell Poem)
This year, I'm raising the emotional ante, putting my face in the leaves to be stepped on, seeing myself among ...
“I am the only being whose doom…” (Emily Bronte Poem)
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought ...