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 insane (31 Poems)
The Shame of Going Back (Henry Lawson Poem)
The Shame of Going Back And the reason of your failure isn't anybody's fault -- When you haven't got a ...
The Three Kings (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Three Kings came riding from far away, Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar; Three Wise Men out of the East were ...
1926 (Weldon Kees Poem)
The porchlight coming on again, Early November, the dead leaves Raked in piles, the wicker swing Creaking. Across the lots ...
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 ...
Mad Judy (Thomas Hardy Poem)
When the hamlet hailed a birth Judy used to cry: When she heard our christening mirth She would kneel and ...
Song of Man XXV (Khalil Gibran Poem)
I was here from the moment of the Beginning, and here I am still. And I shall remain here until ...
Wild Orphan (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Blandly mother takes him strolling by railroad and by river --he's the son of the absconded hot rod angel-- and ...
Footnote To Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! The world is holy! The ...
America (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
Why Do We Labor (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
Why do we labor and work so hard? Is it for riches that leave us scared? ***** What makes us ...
In the coming of Friday (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the coming of Friday prayers for the whole region especially for Libya that the blood of the martyrs would ...
Antimatter (Russell Edson Poem)
On the other side of a mirror there's an inverse world, where the insane go sane; where bones climb out ...
The Human Face (Paul Eluard Poem)
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Jigsaw Puzzles and You (Anastasia Clark Poem)
There were long hyphens in our day- When no one spoke; no one exhaled As we contemplated the broken puzzles- ...
The last excuse (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is left now that we've used the last excuse, what is left to justify excess. The rhetoric at best ...
If democratically elected (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
Hostel Beach, Oneroa (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
Does the name toll a bell? (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Let them declare Jihad then, let them despair that I will speak the truth as I see it, and where ...
Bitter sweet (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The events of September 11th 2001 remain bitter sweet; as well as 2973 innocents confirmed dead (with their 19 terrorist ...
At Feet Of Dogs (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
At my feet the lapdogs of desire, I wont greet their fawning, least not yet, their foul breath would shrink ...
The Hermit (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
AN ATTACK ON BARBERCRAFT At last an end of all I hoped and feared! Muttered ...
The Hermit (Aleister Crowley Poem)
AN ATTACK ON BARBERCRAFT At last an end of all I hoped and feared! Muttered ...
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 ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Dream Song 42: O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane (John Berryman Poem)
O journeyer, deaf in the mould, insane with violent travel & death: consider me in my cast, your first son. ...
Dream Song 131: Come touch me baby in his waking dream (John Berryman Poem)
Come touch me baby in his waking dream disordered Henry murmured. I'll read you Hegel and that will hurt your ...
An Almost Made Up Poem (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
Memorial Verses (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The ...