The Great Grey Plain (Henry Lawson Poem)
Out West, where the stars are brightest, Where the scorching north wind blows, And the bones of the dead gleam ...
Poems about haunting (31 Poems)
Black Bonnet (Henry Lawson Poem)
A day of seeming innocence, A glorious sun and sky, And, just above my picket fence, Black Bonnet passing by. ...
My Lost Youth (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea; Often in thought go up and down ...
Dancing Tango (Sheema Kalbasi Poem)
Oh, Orlando! Remember the night we danced quietly on the sands where music was played? Your words were wonderers, said ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
A Confession To A Friend In Trouble (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less Here, far away, than when I tarried near; I even smile ...
The Going of the Battery Wives. (Lament) (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I O it was sad enough, weak enough, mad enough - Light in their loving as soldiers can be - ...
damsel flies (Rg Gregory Poem)
certain creatures it seems are never seen straight on - they occupy the corner of the eye once sensed (a ...
sea horn (Rg Gregory Poem)
within the shell swim all the sea's fish our ears too are compendiums of sound the big bang exploded - ...
That Haunting Call (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The black heads, the white in the wings that haunting call, the loons echoing down the lake a Doppler chorus, ...
Amethyst (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Haunting, warming color amethyst glass, showing itself out of the dirt at the bottle dump Sitting pristine in the corner ...
Sounds of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Crashing waves on a rocky coast, rain falling on parched ground The cry of a newborn baby, the call of ...
Soothing Sounds (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A single flute, ancient, native sounding in the room, down by my feet, echoing muted, through the space oozing into ...
Her Heritage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A piece of her past conjured up in the haze of the burning sage, the haunting sounds of the wolf, ...
One-Eyed Dog (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I remember him all so vividly like it was so recent far fewer than the close to forty years ago ...
Dyke Bridge (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I had to go there, to see it for myself, to go there to test the theory of an accident, ...
Swains (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Life is simple. In my canoe. Strokes in the water propel me forward. I chart my course around the cove. ...
Frozen Image – v4 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Frozen Image – version 3 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down the path Away from the road, Bustle of the highway In the inner quiet Cold of winter Emptiness, sadness, ...
Hesper (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Her eyes are like the evening air, Her voice is like a rose, Her lips are like a lovely song, ...
You see I cannot see — your lifetime (Emily Dickinson Poem)
You see I cannot see -- your lifetime -- I must guess -- How many times it ache for me ...
Joy to have merited the Pain — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Joy to have merited the Pain -- To merit the Release -- Joy to have perished every step -- To ...
Fairer through Fading — as the Day (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Fairer through Fading -- as the Day Into the Darkness dips away -- Half Her Complexion of the Sun -- ...
Landscapes (Andree Chedid Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Little Birds (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters ...
ASSIGNMENT (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I ...
Septuagesima (John Burnside Poem)
I dream of the silence the day before Adam came to name the animals, The gold skins newly dropped from ...
Landscapes (John Burnside Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Regret (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Long ago I wished to leave " The house where I was born; " Long ago I used to grieve, ...