Jenny Kissed Me (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poem)
Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get ...
Poems about jumping (31 Poems)
from the Ansty Experience (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
First Party At Ken Kesey’s With Hell’s Angels (Allen Ginsberg Poems)
Cool black night thru redwoods cars parked outside in shade behind the gate, stars dim above the ravine, a fire ...
September On Jessore Road (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road--long bamboo huts Noplace to shit ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
That First Christmas (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
After the waiting centuries of waiting the prophesies being fulfilled John jumping in her womb The angels singing in a ...
Praising God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The paralyzed man because of their believing coming before Christ just what he needed Standing, walking forgiven of sin jumping ...
From One Spot to Another (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Trying to land, to go from one spot to another seeking to join from point to point when baby steps ...
On the side of their house (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the side of their house around the bulkhead between their yard and their neighbor's driveway not much there in ...
Running to the River (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Excitement, singing, running to the water to the river, to be washed clean joining in the faith, by water, into ...
Whirling, Spinning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Whirling, spinning jumping, leaping up into the chancel singling, silently with the song on grace. Joining us into worship bringing ...
Jumping (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not begging for crumbs no longer an outcast shouting, leaping, jumping for joy healed, physically, spiritually in the name of ...
So Undignified (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I can picture the wagging tongues those there for show to be seen, publicly praying seeing the beggar, the lame ...
A Deer, A Gazelle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Her name means deer, gazelle; while a widow her spirit leaping jumping, bounding as her name Giving of herself, with ...
Impetuous Peter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Impetuous Peter, jumping stepping out of the boat walking without thinking going to Jesus across the waves blindly acting, acting ...
Balance Beam (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Scampering on the bar the rail at the top of the chain-link fence how agile seemed the runner the beam ...
Crouched (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like a human version, a young human version, of the famous jumping frog Calaveras County, or some other locale she ...
Paul’s Wife (Robert Frost Poems)
To drive Paul out of any lumber camp All that was needed was to say to him, "How is the ...
Remembrances (John Clare Poem)
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
The old pond (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Following are several translations of the 'Old Pond' poem, which may be the most famous of all haiku: Furuike ya ...
Dream Song 115: Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new (John Berryman Poem)
Her properties, like her of course & frisky & new: a stale cake sold to kids, a 7-foot weed inside ...
Saul (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
Somebody (Charles Bukowski Poem)
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski? and ...
99. To a Louse (Robert Burns Poems)
HA! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? Your impudence protects you sairly; I canna say but ye strunt rarely, Owre ...
80. The Jolly Beggars: A Cantata (Robert Burns Poems)
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
Sleep (Charles Bukowski Poems)
she was a short one getting fat and she had once been beautiful and she drank the wine she drank ...
Hot (Charles Bukowski Poems)
she was hot, she was so hot I didn't want anybody else to have her, and if I didn't get ...