A Pastiche For Eve (Weldon Kees Poem)
Unmanageable as history: these Followers of Tammuz to the land That offered no return, where dust Grew thick on every ...
Poems about godhead (31 Poems)
The Bugler’s First Communion (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poems)
A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill There)-boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish Mother to ...
NOT EVERY DAY FIT FOR VERSE (Robert Herrick Poem)
'Tis not ev'ry day that I Fitted am to prophesy: No, but when the spirit fills The fantastic pannicles, Full ...
Nature’s Questioning (Thomas Hardy Poems)
WHEN I look forth at dawning, pool, Field, flock, and lonely tree, All seem to look at me Like chastened ...
THE GOD AND THE BAYADERE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
THE WANDERER’S STORM-SONG. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
[Goethe says of this ode, that it is the only one remaining out of several strange hymns and dithyrambs composed ...
Descending to Suffer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
No matter the knowledge the wisdom of the story the plan of God redeeming us rising on the third day ...
They Died (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not the Christ alone in the Godhead sorrow choosing the way of the cross going to Calvary All of the ...
God Filling Himself (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God, Father and Son filling himself with our sorrow the with the stain of our sin The stuff of heaven ...
The Mantle of the Lamb (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Godhead, the divine emptying out himself his true nature removed becoming one of us Walking the earth to spread ...
Son (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the beginning, creation the Godhead together, triune and one, together after the fall, covenants to save the people, the ...
A Father Long Before the Son (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The voices of God, long before the king before the son was born, Everlasting Father the trinity, born before the ...
I Believe in God the Father (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He is the creator, the eternal father the one there at the beginning, before the beginning the one there who ...
Samuel Palmer prepares to etch ” The Lonely Tower “. (Ian Emberson Poem)
I must return to that valley of vision, gather again to me flocks, crescent moon and star; God - let ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
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, ...
Love’s Deity (John Donne Poems)
I long to talk with some old lover's ghost, Who died before the God of Love was born: I cannot ...
Narva and Mored (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
A Hymn for Christmas Day (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like Incense in thy Sight! Wrapt in impenetrable Shade ...
Pan to Artemis (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
Boo to Buddha (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Pan to Artemis (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Uncharmable charmer Of Bacchus and Mars In the sounding rebounding Abyss of the stars! O virgin in armour, Thine arrows ...
Boo to Buddha (Aleister Crowley Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
He Wonders Whether to Praise or Blame Her (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have peace to weigh your worth, now all is over, But if to praise or blame you, cannot say. ...
Success (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I think if you had loved me when I wanted; If I'd looked up one day, and seen your eyes, ...
The Great Lover (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...