Shillin’ a Day (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly From Birr to Bareilly, from Leeds to Lahore, Hong-Kong and Peshawur, Lucknow ...
Poems about lucky (31 Poems)
Lucky (Tony Hoagland Poem)
If you are lucky in this life, you will get to help your enemy the way I got to help ...
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 ...
HIS AGE:DEDICATED TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND,MR JOHN WICKES, UNDER THE NAME OFPOSTUMUS (Robert Herrick Poem)
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
TO THE GENIUS OF HIS HOUSE (Robert Herrick Poem)
Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence Into this house pour down thy influence, That through each room a ...
from imperfect Eden (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
Without Looking (Patricia Goedicke Poem)
Either at my friend's daughter's sixteen-year-old body dumped on the morgue slab, T-shirt stuck fast to one ripped breast I ...
Two Fusiliers (Robert Graves Poem)
And have we done with War at last? Well, we've been lucky devils both, And there's no need of pledge ...
Returning Home – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In some ways all of us prodigals leaving home going our own way Some of us lucky heeding God's calling ...
In the Presence of Our Creator (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
One of the two choices we face each day to walk with our Savior or in the ways of the ...
Reckless Faith (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
As much as walking on the water, leaving home unprepared, out into the world wholly dependent, trusting in strangers relying ...
Who Do You Say that I Am? (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I am; who do you say I am? I am asking not who they say I am I am asking ...
Waiting for the Bride (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was a little late for the service, for the wedding lucky for me, we were already wed This day ...
Finding Their Voices (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How lucky we are those who followed, that they found their voice that Pentecost 'morn Willing to speak, to risk, ...
Peter was Peter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A name, oh what a name his name to carry, into the world into the sanctuary, to the pulpit Is ...
Empty Nets (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How lucky they were, these fishermen when the nets were empty what a turn of fortunes from failure, to call ...
My Capable Wife (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A story many of us can ably attest praising for the ones, the women in our lives not the ideal, ...
The Twelve (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In story after story, they didn't exactly shine with great understanding, of the mystery unfolding around them, in their midst, ...
A Rainbow of Hope (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An urgent call a race down the dark stairs a flicker of color as I ran outside an arc, His ...
Oh Yeah, and I raised him from the dead (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A travelogue of a busy apostle forgetting to mention what would seem a significant moment a resurrection, after all doesn't ...
Darks, Whites, and . Pinks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A routine task made different with three little girls in the house For a man who learned laundry "skills" in ...
The Ear-Maker And The Mould-Mender (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN William went from home (a trader styled): Six months his better half he left with child, A simple, comely, ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
To the Recluse, Wei Pa (Tu Fu Poem)
Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of ...
Once By The Pacific (Robert Frost Poem)
The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to ...
Description (Mark Doty Poem)
My salt marsh -mine, I call it, because these day-hammered fields of dazzled horizontals undulate, summers, inside me and out- ...
Atalanta In Camden -Town (Lewis Carroll Poem)
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
Dream Song 18: A Strut for Roethke (John Berryman Poem)
Westward, hit a low note, for a roarer lost across the Sound but north from Bremerton, hit a way down ...
260. Sketch in Verse, inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox (Robert Burns Poem)
HOW wisdom and Folly meet, mix, and unite, How Virtue and Vice blend their black and their white, How Genius, ...
Here I Am … (Charles Bukowski Poem)
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...