The High Priest (C J Dennis Poems)
Nay, why do foolish politicians strive To win a fleeting popularity?In vain, in vain, they jealously contrive To turn the ...
Poems about grays (21 Poems)
To Her Who Shall Come (Cale Young Rice Poems)
1 Out of the night of lovelessness I call Thee, as, in a chill chamber where no rays ...
The Blue And Gray (Eugene Field Poems)
The Blue and the Gray collided one day In the future great town of Missouri, And if all that ...
Aftermath (Amy Lowell Poem)
I learnt to write to you in happier days, And every letter was a piece I chipped From off my ...
Degrees Of Gray In Philipsburg (Richard Hugo Poem)
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was ...
My Spirit Will Not Haunt The Mound (Thomas Hardy Poem)
My spirit will not haunt the mound Above my breast, But travel, memory-possessed, To where my tremulous being found Life ...
Constellations of Light (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each a separate star in the sky, a thread in the tapestry the gifts I feel called to share a ...
Starting to Snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Just a few flakes drifting down, against a patina of white the world waiting for the storm all quiet, in ...
Yellow Remaining (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Before the first snowfall long after frost covering layering the lawn, the gardens Yellow remaining newborn black-eyed Susan growing in ...
A February Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Walking to the playground, yesterday afternoon after the change of the time on the clocks, fall back into winter, the ...
Gray to Green (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
Green Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
Haddock Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Layers of clouds grays and white living sky with rich visual texture Rippled screens of space like the flesh of ...
Windward Dawn (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We were alone with our thoughts Warm breezes off the southerly ocean murmur of sea foam on a soft expanse ...
Susana Soca (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself in the ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
Into the Dusk-Charged Air (John Ashbery Poem)
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
A Ramble in St. James’s Park (John Wilmot Poems)
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
The Talking Oak (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
Love Is A Parallax (Sylvia Plath Poems)
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
A Florida Sunday. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
From cold Norse caves or buccaneer Southern seas Oft come repenting tempests here to die; Bewailing old-time wrecks and robberies, ...