In The Baggage Room At Greyhound (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
Poems about goodbye (31 Poems)
I’ll Be Standing By (Gary R. Ferris Poems)
I can see the pain inside you, And I know you want to cry: Of all the things you've dreamed ...
Just a Game (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
There is something that puzzles me, Things that can't be so; If it's not too much to bother you, There's ...
Special In My Heart (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
Everyday begins, And I wonder why; As I think of you, I began to cry. ***** It seems so long, ...
Not Ready to Say Goodbye (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not ready to say goodbye their lives loosed from this mortal coil going to return to our king before we ...
Fifty Years (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I thought about the date, yesterday Fifty years since they said, I do eighteen since she said, goodbye. A moment ...
Touch (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
beside me in morning warm under comforter, cool shoulder in open brush of lips on skin hand to her face ...
White Knuckles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Vivid memory Twenty-five years past Her hands Old, blotched, tired Gripped the sheet metal Chair below her White knuckles Held ...
Love Everlasting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I saw love today In goodbye Sorrow Hope For union in eternity A husband wasting, overtaken Reaper alongside Wife losing ...
The Farewell (Edward Field Poem)
They say the ice will hold so there I go, forced to believe them by my act of trusting people, ...
Dreaming of Li Po (Tu Fu Poem)
After the separation of death one can eventually swallow back one's grief, but the separation of the living is an ...
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord, Then, I am ready to go! Just a look at the Horses ...
We grow accustomed to the Dark (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We grow accustomed to the Dark -- When light is put away -- As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp ...
The same embrace (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We talked with family last night, not mine or yours specifically but ours, the ones we love familiarly. When little ...
Jessie of Gibraltar (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
Dreams of a lifetime (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Ronald Hi Khong Wong is gone, sadly he deceased the commencement of this week. It wasn't unexpected. He never contradicted ...
Cherry bomb (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I said goodbye and went to bed to die; I never knew that they had lied - was quite surprised ...
The God Abandons Antony (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear an invisible procession going by with exquisite music, voices, don't mourn your luck that's ...
Hey, That’s No Way To Say Goodbye (Leonard Cohen Poems)
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
Forgetfulness (Billy Collins Poem)
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
Journey West (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
On a Portrait of a Deaf Man (John Betjeman Poem)
The kind old face, the egg-shaped head, The tie, discreetly loud, The loosely fitting shooting clothes, A closely fitting shroud. ...
Inexpensive Progress (John Betjeman Poem)
Encase your legs in nylons, Bestride your hills with pylons O age without a soul; Away with gentle willows And ...
Dream Song 39: Goodbye, sir, & fare well. You’re in the clear (John Berryman Poems)
Goodbye, sir, & fare well. You're in the clear. 'Nobody' (Mark says you said) 'is ever found out.' I figure ...
We are the time. We are the famous (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
We are the time. We are the famous metaphor from Heraclitus the Obscure. We are the water, not the hard ...
A Following (Charles Bukowski Poem)
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
White Night (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...
Thunder (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...