In Their Fragrance and Their Colors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In their fragrance and colors the flowers of her gardens defining her in some ways the beauty that she treasures ...
Poems about finest (31 Poems)
In the Face of Adversity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our finest hour when we recognize the challenges the struggles in life and stand firm in the Lord In the ...
Donning Our Finest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Robes of glory donning our finest loving added putting on Christ to go out into the world Steeling our lives ...
Spiritual Fabric (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our bodies coated, covered, with spiritual fabric dressed in our finest when we put on Christ Joining our lives with ...
More than Solomon’s Finest (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
more precious, more beautiful than gold, any fabric made by human hands the lilies of the field, the flowers of ...
Half Masts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
Half Staffs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
D-Day and The Fourth Bookends of a month In the life of the Nation The death of a President Reminders ...
The Amorous Courtesan (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour, In ev'ry age works miracles a store; Can Catos change to male ...
Man’s Injustice Towards Providence (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
A Thriving Merchant, who no Loss sustained, In little time a mighty Fortune gain'd. No Pyrate seiz'd his still returning ...
The Lion and Albert (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
Albert and the Lion (Marriott Edgar Poem)
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
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 ...
When Memory is full (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When Memory is full Put on the perfect Lid -- This Morning's finest syllable Presumptuous Evening said -- (Emily Dickinson)
To do a magnanimous thing (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To do a magnanimous thing And take oneself by surprise If oneself is not in the habit of him Is ...
There is an arid Pleasure — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
There is an arid Pleasure -- As different from Joy -- As Frost is different from Dew -- Like element ...
The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The most triumphant Bird I ever knew or met Embarked upon a twig today And till Dominion set I famish ...
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! Why, God, would be content With but a fraction of the Life -- Poured thee, ...
Song. Good Counsel to a Young Maid (Thomas Carew Poem)
GAZE not on thy beauty's pride, Tender maid, in the false tide That from lovers' eyes doth slide. Let thy ...
Fog (Amy Clampitt Poem)
A vagueness comes over everything, as though proving color and contour alike dispensable: the lighthouse extinct, the islands' spruce-tips drunk ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
I Sit By The Window (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
Meditations Divine and Moral (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
A ship that bears much sail, and little ballast, is easily overset; and that man, whose head hath great abilities, ...
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 Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
176. On the Death of John M’Leod, Esq. (Robert Burns Poems)
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
367. Song-When she cam ben she bobbed (Robert Burns Poem)
O WHEN she cam' ben she bobbed fu' law, O when she cam' ben she bobbed fu' law, And when ...
The Genius Of The Crowd (Charles Bukowski Poem)
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given ...
Giant Snail (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
The Imaginary Iceberg (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...