What Were They Like? (Denise Levertov Poem)
Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? ...
Poems about moths (28 Poems)
A Pict Song (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Rome never looks where she treads. Always her heavy hooves fall On our stomachs, our hearts or our heads; And ...
Moth Collectors (Chris Jones Poem)
When our moggy brings in moths, she squeaks through the kitchen, tips between her teeth, and scoots upstairs to scuff ...
The Maid’s Thought (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
the shakes (Rg Gregory Poem)
now pay attention (said the teacher) and look up here the children looked up this is william shakespeare four centuries ...
The Hermit (William Henry Davies Poem)
WHAT moves that lonely man is not the boom Of waves that break agains the cliff so strong; Nor roar ...
A Time to Weep (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
The Myth of Arthur (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
O learned man who never learned to learn, Save to deduce, by timid steps and small, From towering smoke that ...
The Great Minimum (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
It is something to have wept as we have wept, It is something to have done as we have done, ...
The Sheep (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
The Sheep adorns the landscape rural And is both singular and plural- It gives grammarians the creeps To hear one ...
The Great Lover (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
Heaven (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
90. Epistle to James Smith (Robert Burns Poem)
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
Song For The Rainy Season (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
Love Song to My Neighborhoods (Kelli Russell Agodon Poem)
Sometimes I stroll through forests just sprayed for the gypsy moths. I throw a rock into the bushes to distract ...
Childhood (Richard Aldington Poem)
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
A Child Asleep (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
An Essay On Criticism (Alexander Pope Poems)
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
The Incantation (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
Scene: Federal Political Arena A darkened cave. In the middle, a cauldron, boiling. Enter the three witches. 1ST WITCH: Thrice ...
Ozymandias II (Howard Nemerov Poems)
I met a guy I used to know, who said: "You take your '57 Karnak, now, The model that they ...
Beautiful Vagabonds (Desi Di Nardo Poems)
I am not the piston in the flower or The bulging seed throttled by pollen But a separate figure expectant ...
At Nightfall (Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems)
The dark is coming o'er the world, my playmate, And the fields where poplars stand are very still, All our ...
Gloucester Moods (William Vaughn Moody Poems)
A mile behind is Gloucester town Where the flishing fleets put in, A mile ahead the land dips down And ...
Sonnets 03: Not With Libations, But With Shouts And Laughter (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Not with libations, but with shouts and laughter We drenched the altars of Love's sacred grove, Shaking to earth green ...
To One Coming North (Claude McKay Poems)
At first you'll joy to see the playful snow, Like white moths trembling on the tropic air, Or waters of ...
Liaison (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight, Star-spiders spinning their thread Hang high suspended, withouten respite Watching ...
The Flower of Mending (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
(To Eudora, after I had had certain dire adventures.) When Dragon-fly would fix his wings, When Snail would patch his ...