The Perch (Galway Kinnell Poem)
There is a fork in a branch of an ancient, enormous maple, one of a grove of such trees, where ...
Poems about fork (31 Poems)
Redbud Trail – Winter (James Lee Jobe Poem)
It??Ts two muddy miles from Highway 20, just past the north fork of Cache Creek, across the broad meadow, through ...
Thanksgiving (Mac Hammond Poem)
The man who stands above the bird, his knife Sharp as a Turkish scimitar, first removes A thigh and leg, ...
Farmer, Dying (Richard Hugo Poem)
for Hank and Nancy Seven thousand acres of grass have faded yellow from his cough. These limp days, his anger, ...
the adventures (from frederick and the enchantress – dance drama) (Rg Gregory Poem)
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
the people (Rg Gregory Poem)
tangwena says this is our land soiled by the blood of black centuries smith says the white tongue goes bang ...
THE MOMENT I KNEW MY LIFE HAD CHANGED (Maria Mazziotti Gillan Poem)
It was not until later that I knew, recognized the moment for what it was, my life before it, a ...
THE FIRST WALPURGIS-NIGHT. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
A DRUID. SWEET smiles the May! The forest gay From frost and ice is freed; No snow is found, Glad ...
Marigolds (Robert Graves Poem)
With a fork drive Nature out, She will ever yet return; Hedge the flowerbed all about, Pull or stab or ...
The Wrath that is Coming (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As sure as His saving the reality, the assurance that he rescues us, redeems us The judgment, the wrath, this ...
Unplanned Changes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Changes in our paths, our walk with God unplanned, beyond our comprehension in time we may know, why they came ...
Egg with Your Oxford (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Omelet of egg, on the plate on the fork, into his mouth, not that last time and it tasted so ...
Coming to Enjoy Revelations (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All it takes is faith, real faith and there is no darkness, no fear in the coming judgment, the winnowing ...
IT DEPENDS (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How will the case go How will we ever know It depends On the totality of the circumstances The best ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Mr. Mistoffelees (T. S. Eliot Poem)
You ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees! The Original Conjuring Cat-- (There can be no doubt about that). Please listen to ...
The Bistro Styx (Rita Dove Poem)
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
The Lightning is a yellow Fork (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Lightning is a yellow Fork From Tables in the sky By inadvertent fingers dropt The awful Cutlery Of mansions ...
Our journey had advanced — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Our journey had advanced -- Our feet were almost come To that odd Fork in Being's Road -- Eternity -- ...
Travellers Whom We Met (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Another fork away ahead Exactly like the one behind And twists and turns to leave you dead As choices in ...
Having each of you as friends (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
The Logical Vegetarian (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
"Why shouldn't I have a purely vegetarian drink? Why shouldn't I take vegetables in their highest form, so to speak? ...
The Retired Cat (William Cowper Poem)
A poet's cat, sedate and grave As poet well could wish to have, Was much addicted to inquire For nooks ...
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood (fragment) (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood, That crests its Head with clouds, beneath the flood Feeds its deep ...
The Voice of the Lobster (Lewis Carroll Poem)
''Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare 'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my ...
How To Get On In Society (John Betjeman Poem)
Phone for the fish knives, Norman As cook is a little unnerved; You kiddies have crumpled the serviettes And I ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
Soliloquy Of The Spanish Cloister (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
What Kind Of A Person (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
"What kind of a person are you," I heard them say to me. I'm a person with a complex plumbing ...