The Pit (Ivan Goran Kovacic Poems)
BLOOD is my daylight, and darkness too. Blessing of night has been gouged from my cheeks Bearing with it my more lucky ...
Poems about flopping (17 Poems)
The Shepherds Calendar – January- Winters Day (John Clare Poems)
Withering and keen the winter comesWhile comfort flyes to close shut roomsAnd sees the snow in feathers passWinnowing by the ...
But What’s The Use (Henry Lawson Poems)
But what's the use of writing 'bush'- Though editors demand it-For city folk, and farming folk, Can never understand it.They're blind to ...
The Sailor-Boy (John Clare Poems)
Tis three years and a quarter since I left my own firesideTo go aboard a ship through love, and plough ...
Microcosmography (John Le Gay Brereton Poems)
He looks beyond the veils of night and day; He hearkens in the silence, and has heard The ancient woods by dryad ...
Canto XIII: Kung Walked (Ezra Pound Poems)
"Kung walked by the dynastic templeand into the cedar grove, and then out by the lower river,And with him Khieu ...
Lower Pool (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Where are you bound for, Sailorman, sailormanWith the missis and the dog And your big spreets'l flopping?"Maldon, Manningtree,West ...
Upon Julia’s Arctics (Bert Leston Taylor Poems)
When as galoshed my Julia goes, Unbuckled all from top to toes, How swift the poem becometh prose! And when ...
Pumpkin Seeds (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Under the canopy over the lake on the flat surface of the pier next to the boat moored there I ...
Poet As Fisherman (James A. Emanuel Poem)
I fish for words to say what I fish for, half-catch sometimes. I have caught little pan fish flashing sunlight ...
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 ...
Autumn Birds (John Clare Poem)
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
It’s Ours (Charles Bukowski Poems)
there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather while ...
The Pilgrim (William Butler Yeats Poems)
I fasted for some forty days on bread and buttermilk, For passing round the bottle with girls in rags or ...
To Elsie (William Carlos Williams Poems)
The pure products of America go crazy- mountain folk from Kentucky or the ribbed north end of Jersey with its ...
The Ambition Bird (Anne Sexton Poems)
So it has come to this insomnia at 3:15 A.M., the clock tolling its engine like a frog following a ...
Canto XIII (Ezra Pound Poems)
Kung walked by the dynastic temple and into the cedar grove, and then out by the lower river, And with ...