Losing Our Life Our Soul (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In Sunday School, a lesson, on meaning of words, the difference they make and the learning in the difference one ...
Poems about lingering (49 Poems)
An Audible Gasp (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pain spoke an audible gasp in the congregation at the sudden news of your recent passing a body giving in ...
Poetry in My Soul (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I hear the verse in the cells of my fingers feel the pull of the words on the keyboard typing ...
In the Dark (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Electricity in the air Charged particles Sparks between us Clap of thunder Heavy rain Beats on the metal roof Blackout ...
Lingering (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lingering on the phone Dripping with our chat Banter, interest, in our days Connection Cell phone minutes. (Raymond A. Foss)
Place for a Third (Robert Frost Poem)
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
In a London Drawingroom (George Eliot Poem)
The sky is cloudy, yellowed by the smoke. For view there are the houses opposite Cutting the sky with one ...
To James Whitcomb Riley (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
On his "Book of Joyous Children" Yours is a garden of old-fashioned flowers; Joyous children delight to play there; Weary ...
Late Spring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
The One who could repeat the Summer day (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The One who could repeat the Summer day -- Were greater than itself -- though He Minutest of Mankind should ...
I cannot meet the Spring unmoved — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I cannot meet the Spring unmoved -- I feel the old desire -- A Hurry with a lingering, mixed, A ...
Love stopped before it began (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It would have been love, I am sure of it, and I held her hand torn between concern and pride ...
The Winter Scene (Bliss Carman Poem)
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Tz’u No. 4 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Like a Dream" Last night a sprinkling of rain, a violent wind. After a deep sleep, ...
Tz’u No. 11 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Lamentation" It was far into the night when, intoxicated, I took off my ornaments; The plum ...
The River of Life (Thomas Campbell Poem)
The more we live, more brief appear Our life's succeeding stages; A day to childhood seems a year, And years ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
A Birthday (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
A Birthday (Aleister Crowley Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
A Boat beneath a Sunny Sky (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A BOAT beneath a sunny sky, Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
Epilogue to Through the Looking Glass (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
What Is Life? (John Clare Poem)
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
The house where I was born (05) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
In the same dream I am lying in the hollow of a boat, My forehead and eyes against the curved ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Honour’s Martyr (Emily Bronte Poems)
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
The Charm Of 5:30 (David Berman Poem)
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
June (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
I gazed upon the glorious sky And the green mountains round, And thought that when I came to lie At ...