Pleasures (Denise Levertov Poem)
I like to find what's not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct. Gull ...
Poems about gull (31 Poems)
The Song of the Dead (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Hear now the Song of the Dead -- in the North by the torn berg-edges -- They that look still ...
The Long Trail (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand grey to the ...
L’Envoi (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield, And the ricks stand gray to the ...
The Gift of the Sea (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The dead child lay in the shroud, And the widow watched beside; And her mother slept, and the Channel swept ...
The Derelict (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
And reports the derelict Mary Pollock still at sea. SHIPPING NEWS. I was the staunchest of our fleet Till the ...
Reading Moby-Dick at 30,000 Feet (Tony Hoagland Poem)
At this height, Kansas is just a concept, a checkerboard design of wheat and corn no larger than the foldout ...
My Aviary (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
THROUGH my north window, in the wintry weather,-- My airy oriel on the river shore,-- I watch the sea-fowl as ...
Wind (Ted Hughes Poem)
This house has been far out at sea all night, The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills, Winds stampeding ...
Creatures of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
Shoals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A trip to the Isles of Shoals September, after the hurricanes warm tropical water sea foam bright, southern a different ...
Neither Out Far Nor In Deep (Robert Frost Poem)
The people along the sand All turn and look one way. They turn their back on the land. They look ...
Spires of the fireweed.. (Ian Emberson Poem)
Spires of the fireweed on the fretted sky - Tints of magenta on tranquility, Do you feel nurture for the ...
Gerontion (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
Stuffed (Carol Ann Duffy Poem)
I put two yellow peepers in an owl. Wow. I fix the grin of Crocodile. Spiv. I sew the slither ...
A Green Crab’s Shell (Mark Doty Poems)
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
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, ...
Elegy IV: The Perfume (John Donne Poem)
Once, and but once found in thy company, All thy supposed escapes are laid on me; And as a thief ...
Silvered In The Dying Light (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
Veni Creator (Bliss Carman Poem)
I LORD of the grass and hill, Lord of the rain, White Overlord of will, Master of pain, I who ...
MOTIF (Graham Burchell Poem)
Three notes I allowed aloud to sum the August beachiness of herring gull railway pigeon otherwise birdless fishless conjoin - ...
Filthy Savior (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Look at this storm, the idiot, pouring its heart out here, of all places, an industrial suburb on a Sunday, ...
Winter Seascape (John Betjeman Poem)
The sea runs back against itself With scarcely time for breaking wave To cannonade a slatey shelf And thunder under ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
The Unbeliever (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
He sleeps on the top of a mast. - Bunyan He sleeps on the top of a mast with his ...
Adieu to Belshanny (William Allingham Poem)
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
The Sun Weilds Mercy (Charles Bukowski Poems)
and the sun weilds mercy but like a jet torch carried to high, and the jets whip across its sight ...
Translation From the Gull Language (Thomas Moore Poems)
'Twas grav'd on the Stone of Destiny, In letters four, and letters three; And ne'er did the King of the ...
Two Poems from the War (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
Oh, not the loss of the accomplished thing! Not dumb farewells, nor long relinquishment Of beauty had, and golden summer ...
Sea Fever (John Masefield Poems)
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is ...