Alone (Maya Angelou Poem)
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is ...
Poems about night (51 Poems)
To Flush, My Dog (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Yet, my pretty sportive friend, Little is't to such an end That I praise thy rareness! Other dogs may be ...
The Book of Urizen: Chapter VI (William Blake Poems)
1. But Los saw the Female & pitied He embrac'd her, she wept, she refus'd In perverse and cruel delight ...
The Book of Urizen: Chapter III (William Blake Poems)
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
The Book of Urizen: Chapter IV (William Blake Poems)
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
An Imitation of Spenser (William Blake Poems)
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
My Spectre Around Me (William Blake Poems)
My spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way. My emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
Song: Memory, hither come (William Blake Poems)
Memory, hither come, And tune your merry notes; And, while upon the wind Your music floats, I'll pore upon the ...
The Birds (William Blake Poems)
He. Where thou dwellest, in what grove, Tell me Fair One, tell me Love; Where thou thy charming nest dost ...
I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day (William Blake Poems)
I rose up at the dawn of day-- `Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away! away! ...
The Voice Of The Ancient Bard (William Blake Poems)
Youth of delight come hither. And see the opening morn, Image of truth new born. Doubt is fled & clouds ...
On Anothers Sorrow (William Blake Poems)
Can I see anothers woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see anothers grief, And not seek for ...
Spring (William Blake Poems)
Sound the Flute! Now it's mute. Birds delight Day and Night Nightingale In the dale Lark in Sky Merrily Merrily ...
The Angel (William Blake Poems)
I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen: Guarded by an Angel mild; ...
The Land Of Dreams (William Blake Poems)
Awake, awake my little Boy! Thou wast thy Mother's only joy: Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep? Awake! ...
Cut While Shaving (Charles Bukowski Poems)
It's never quite right, he said, the way people look, the way the music sounds, the way the words are ...
The Most (Charles Bukowski Poems)
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in drag here comes nothing to do all day long ...
Who In The Hell Is Tom Jones? (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks- about the time of ...
Eulogy To A Hell Of A Dame (Charles Bukowski Poems)
some dogs who sleep ay night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh and best in ...
For The Foxes (Charles Bukowski Poems)
don't feel sorry for me. I am a competent, satisfied human being. be sorry for the others who fidget complain ...
Freedom (Charles Bukowski Poems)
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked ...