Like The Train’s Beat (Philip Larkin Poems)
Like the train's beat Swift language flutters the lips Of the Polish airgirl in the corner seat, The swinging and ...
Poems about meaningless (21 Poems)
90 North (Randall Jarrell Poem)
At home, in my flannel gown, like a bear to its floe, I clambered to bed; up the globe's impossible ...
Lying In Grass (Hermann Hesse Poem)
Is this everything now, the quick delusions of flowers, And the down colors of the bright summer meadow, The soft ...
Not to Abolish (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We need to remember when we grasp hold of Grace that Christ came to fulfill the law and the prophets ...
not in our eyes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The measure that matters the plumb line of judgment at the end of our days righteous in the eyes of ...
Righteous only in God’s eyes (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Our judgment meaningless as we wallow in our wealth the things of this earth a lie the false idols of ...
Chasing after the wind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of our actions our toils, our struggles meaningless our efforts, our work as if chasing after the wind; only ...
Rightly in the World (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The warning for this age in the ancient words of the prophet our words alone meaningless needing to act rightly ...
No right words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
No right words, but a shining example Jesus teaching us how to pray focusing first upon the mighty what we ...
Idols of Dust (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The things of the earth the possessions we hold so dear idols of dust they remain returning from whence they ...
Dreams (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Slide, fall into the realm the inky stillness after restless days Wake, fitfully Scraps of memory or Technicolor show Prescience ...
A Mere Breath (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Surely we are a mere breath, we are dust, forgettable blades of grass Our lives whispers, moments of time in ...
Maple (Robert Frost Poem)
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
The Hollow Men (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Mistah Kurtz -- he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the ...
On – On – Poet (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
On – On – Poet (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Heroic Poem in Praise of Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
To exalt, enthrone, establish and defend, To welcome home mankind's mysterious friend Wine, true begetter of all arts that be; ...
Are You Drinking? (Charles Bukowski Poem)
washed-up, on shore, the old yellow notebook out again I write from the bed as I did last year. will ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The Sunset Years of Samuel Shy (Ogden Nash Poems)
Master I may be, But not of my fate. Now come the kisses, too many too late. Tell me, O ...
The unquiet city (Chris Mansell Poems)
we are succulents our cool jade arms open over clean tables our fine bone china minds pull the strings of ...