Time for the Fair (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cold in the air reminds me of the country fair the candied apple, the hot burnt sausage sub the ...
Poems about kids (35 Poems)
Down by the River (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down by the river, we played, dreamed, explored alone and together, bikes left by the rock piles, Climbing, hiking, claiming ...
Not What He Asked For (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We walked from court, attorney and client, He had a big grin on his face good thing, since he didn't ...
Withdrawn (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Petitions withdrawn no hearing, just gone a family can breath again, move on with their lives, spend time together without ...
Buckle Boots (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Black, black buckles like grates on the front of a pot-bellied stove Clumpy black buckle boots worn over shoes by ...
Lollipop Lips (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were Four, Five, Six and Ten, or if you prefer, they were Green, Yellow, Blue, and Red, their mouths ...
Chatter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A long time ago, when I was young, Back before I learned to respect the realities of heat exchange and ...
The Bench-Legged Fyce (Eugene Field Poem)
Speakin' of dorgs, my bench-legged fyce Hed most o' the virtues, an' nary a vice. Some folks called him Sooner, ...
Fisherman jim’s kids (Eugene Field Poems)
Fisherman Jim lived on the hill With his bonnie wife an' his little boys; 'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as ...
A Pastoral Dialogue Between Two Shepherdesses (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
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 ...
Sex With A Famous Poet (Denise Duhamel Poem)
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
Thirty Bob a Week (John Davidson Poem)
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
Poem For People That Are Understandably Too Busy To Read Poetry (Stephen Dunn Poem)
Relax. This won't last long. Or if it does, or if the lines make you sleepy or bored, give in ...
I Come Home Wanting To Touch Everyone (Stephen Dunn Poem)
The dogs greet me, I descend into their world of fur and tongues and then my wife and I embrace ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
Demolition (Mark Doty Poem)
The intact facade's now almost black in the rain; all day they've torn at the back of the building, "the ...
Stupid (Raymond Carver Poem)
It's what the kids nowadays call weed. And it drifts like clouds from his lips. He hopes no one comes ...
FAIRY TALE (Graham Burchell Poem)
I can scare children as the Victorians aimed to do even on an August beach tell a fairy tale one ...
Matt’s Manifesto (Jonathan Bohrn Poems)
The Renaissance men are aging now, having survived Industrialization's Original Sin and the Information Age flood; The need for specialization ...
Herbert White (Frank Bidart Poem)
"When I hit her on the head, it was good, and then I did it to her a couple of ...
He, who was born (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
He, who was born in stagnant year Does not remember own way. We, kids of Russia's years of fear, Remember ...
Snow (David Berman Poem)
Walking through a field with my little brother Seth I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in ...
Self-Portrait At 28 (David Berman Poem)
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
He’s on the porch (Yosa Buson Poems)
He's on the porch, to escape the wife and kids-- how hot it is! (Yosa Buson)
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
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 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
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 ...