Fermented (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The French had nothing on us. okay, other than skill, tradition, and hygiene We all were vintners for a moment ...
Poems about mad (50 Poems)
Jessie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poem)
Where wail the waters in their flaw A spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shore Bemoans the ...
Lincoln (John Gould Fletcher Poem)
I Like a gaunt, scraggly pine Which lifts its head above the mournful sandhills; And patiently, through dull years of ...
A Servant to Servants (Robert Frost Poem)
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
A Fool For Evergreen (James A. Emanuel Poem)
A little bit of fool in me Hides behind my inmost tree And pops into the narrow path I walk ...
Fate (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
The Ad-Dressing Of Cats (T. S. Eliot Poem)
You've read of several kinds of Cat, And my opinion now is that You should need no interpreter To understand ...
The Naming Of Cats (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn't just one of your holiday games; You may think at ...
The Ancient World (Mark Doty Poem)
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
Summer in the South (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
The Oriole sings in the greening grove As if he were half-way waiting, The rosebuds peep from their hoods of ...
Elegy X: The Dream (John Donne Poem)
Image of her whom I love, more than she, Whose fair impression in my faithful heart Makes me her medal, ...
A Diamond on the Hand (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Diamond on the Hand To Custom Common grown Subsides from its significance The Gem were best unknown -- Within ...
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- ...
Of Such Simplicity (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You and me, the proof is there to see, our lives are held within the spell of great simplicity, we're ...
Afflictions Sanctified by the Word (William Cowper Poem)
Oh how I love Thy holy Word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord! It guides me in the peaceful way; I ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
A Subaltern’s Love Song (John Betjeman Poems)
Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Miss J.Hunter Dunn, Furnish'd and burnish'd by Aldershot sun, What strenuous singles we played after tea, We ...
Prisoner, The – (A Fragment) (Emily Bronte Poem)
In the dungeon-crypts, idly did I stray, Reckless of the lives wasting there away; "Draw the ponderous bars! open, Warder ...
The Prisoner (Emily Bronte Poem)
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A ...
Town and Country (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Here, where love's stuff is body, arm and side Are stabbing-sweet 'gainst chair and lamp and wall. In every touch ...
The Song of the Beasts (Rupert Brooke Poem)
(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.) Come away! Come away! Ye are sober and dull through ...
The Wayfarers (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place Made fair by one another for a while. Now, for a god-speed, ...