The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
Poems about gravel (31 Poems)
A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Patterns (Amy Lowell Poem)
I walk down the garden paths, And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills. I walk down ...
The Song Of Old Joe Swallow (Henry Lawson Poem)
When I was up the country in the rough and early days, I used to work along ov Jimmy Nowlett's ...
The Lights of Cobb & Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
Fire lighted; on the table a meal for sleepy men; A lantern in the stable; a jingle now and then; ...
The Blue Bowl (Jane Kenyon Poem)
Like primitives we buried the cat with his bowl. Bare-handed we scraped sand and gravel back into the hole. They ...
Halley’s Comet (Stanley Kunitz Poems)
Miss Murphy in first grade wrote its name in chalk across the board and told us it was roaring down ...
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Requiem for the Plantagenet Kings (Geoffrey Hill Poem)
For whom the possessed sea littered, on both shores, Ruinous arms; being fired, and for good, To sound the constitution ...
On Your Midnight Pallet Lying (A. E. Housman Poem)
On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark ...
Limbo (Seamus Heaney Poem)
Fishermen at Ballyshannon Netted an infant last night Along with the salmon. An illegitimate spawning, A small one thrown back ...
The Well-Beloved (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I wayed by star and planet shine Towards the dear one's home At Kingsbere, there to make her mine When ...
Forgotten History (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A discovery in the boxed memories forgotten history of childhood, adolescence, years gone by pearls in the oyster treasures in ...
Planner (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the dirt in the space under the pines A town planner toils roads and structures stone walls of gravel ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
Hamatreya (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
Sirena (Michael Drayton Poem)
NEAR to the silver Trent SIRENA dwelleth; She to whom Nature lent All that excelleth; By which the Muses late ...
Story (Stephen Dunn Poem)
A woman's taking her late-afternoon walk on Chestnut where no sidewalk exists and houses with gravel driveways sit back among ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
Demolition (Mark Doty Poem)
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
To Kathleen, after Neruda (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
As the salmon seeks its mother gravel through the lying ions of the sea, I seek you. Without your body ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Beach Glass (Amy Clampitt Poem)
While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any ...
I Go Back To The House For A Book (Billy Collins Poem)
I turn around on the gravel and go back to the house for a book, something to read at the ...
An Edwardian Sunday, Broomhill, Sheffield (John Betjeman Poem)
High dormers are rising So sharp and surprising, And ponticum edges The driveways of gravel; Stone houses from ledges Look ...
The Rain Was Ending, And Light (Laurence Binyon Poem)
The rain was ending, and light Lifting the leaden skies. It shone upon ceiling and floor And dazzled a child's ...
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 ...
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 ...
Childhood (Richard Aldington Poem)
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...