Pictures From Appledore (James Russell Lowell Poems)
IA heap of bare and splintery cragsTumbled about by lightning and frost,With rifts and chasms and storm-bleached jags,That wait and ...
Poems about mongol (14 Poems)
Nemesis (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is night-time when the saddest and the darkest memories haunt,When outside the printing office the most glaring posters flaunt,When ...
Two Capitals-1910 (Harriet Monroe Poems)
MoscowWhite Moscow of the pearly towers,And golden domes for praise,And chiming hours!Red Moscow of the Kremlin walls,And bloody battle ways,And ...
Bus East (Jack Kerouac Poems)
Society has good intentions Bureaucracy is like a friend5years ago - other furies other losses -America'strying to control the uncontrollable ...
Midnight Estate (Velimir Khlebnikov Poems)
Midnight estate, Genghis Khanerate!Rustle, blue birches.Bright sunset, Zarathustrate!And you, blue sky, Mozartate!You twilight-cloud, be Goya!And you at night, cloud, rainate!A ...
A Blouse Machinist (Lesbia Harford Poems)
Miss Murphy has blue eyes and blue-black hair,Her machine's opposite mineSo I can stareAt her pale face and shining blue-black ...
The Llama (Hilaire Belloc Poems)
The Llama is a wooly sort of fleecy hairy goat,With an indolent expression and an undulating throatLike an unsuccessful literary ...
One (Ina Donna Coolbrith Poems)
Light of the suns and stars of heaven,The sweet warm air, and the green earth sod,And birth and death unto ...
Metabole. (Alfred Castner King Poems)
AN APOSTROPHE TO THE MOON.O, silvery moon, fair mistress of the night,Thou mellow, ever vaccilating orb,How many eons of unmeasured ...
The Scythians (Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok Poems)
You are but millions. Our unnumbered nationsAre as the sands upon the sounding shore.We are the Scythians! We are the ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Disarmament (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"Put up the sword!" The voice of Christ once more Speaks, in the pauses of the cannon's roar, O'er fields ...
The Ballad Of Lenin’s Tomb (Robert William Service Poems)
This is the yarn he told me As we sat in Casey's Bar, That Rooshun mug who scammed from the ...