Hydroponic (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Living fibers hairs and legs tendrils, radiating outward downward to the depths like albino house centipedes bursting for attention in ...
Poems about hairs (38 Poems)
Dew in the Morning – (Resurrection) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dew in the morning Burst my slumber, stupor, coma Caught me from numbness, Unseeing eyes Dulled senses Forced sight, perception ...
Cicada Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Cicada Feet – Revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
The Jealous Husband (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A CERTAIN husband who, from jealous fear, With one eye slept while t'other watched his dear, Deprived his wife of ...
The Poor Man’s Lamb (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
NOW spent the alter'd King, in am'rous Cares, The Hours of sacred Hymns and solemn Pray'rs: In vain the Alter ...
Carnal Knowledge (Rebecca Elson Poem)
Having picked the final datum From the universe And fixed it in its column, Named the causes of infinity, Performed ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
Scab Maids On Speed (Maggie Estep Poem)
My first job was when I was about 15. I had met a girl named Hope who became my best ...
Love’s Usury (John Donne Poems)
For every hour that thou wilt spare me now I will allow, Usurious God of Love, twenty to thee, When ...
The Canonization (John Donne Poem)
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five grey ...
The Funeral (John Donne Poem)
Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm Nor question much That subtle wreath of hair which crowns my arm; ...
Song (Go And Catch A Falling Star) (John Donne Poem)
Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or ...
As much a part (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
In a slow drawn focus the concrete blocks that prop up my view of the sky morph soft and easy ...
Eternities (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
I cannot count the pebbles in the brook. Well hath He spoken: "Swear not by thy head. Thou knowest not ...
Gold Leaves (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Lo! I am come to autumn, When all the leaves are gold; Grey hairs and golden leaves cry out The ...
The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Limbo (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
The sole true Something--This ! In Limbo Den It frightens Ghosts as Ghosts here frighten men-- For skimming in the ...
Netley Abbey (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Fallen pile! I ask not what has been thy fate; But when the winds, slow wafted from the main, Through ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
71. Second Epistle to Davie (Robert Burns Poem)
AULD NEIBOUR,I'm three times doubly o'er your debtor, For your auld-farrant, frien'ly letter; Tho' I maun say't I doubt ye ...
The Shower (Charles Bukowski Poem)
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and peaceful ...
O Breath (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Beneath that loved and celebrated breast, silent, bored really blindly veined, grieves, maybe lives and lets live, passes bets, something ...
Love Lies Sleeping (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
Mycerinus (Matthew Arnold Poem)
'Not by the justice that my father spurn'd, Not for the thousands whom my father slew, Altars unfed and temples ...