adventure (Rg Gregory Poem)
just as the dusk comes hooting down through the shivering black leaves of the swinging trees we (the brave ones ...
Poems about nonsense (31 Poems)
understanding lemons (Rg Gregory Poem)
lemons don't let you admire yourself too much they stick from their tree like awkward thoughts demanding a truth be ...
The Bough of Nonsense (Robert Graves Poem)
AN IDYLL Back from the Somme two Fusiliers Limped painfully home; the elder said, S. "Robert, I've lived three thousand ...
A Child’s Nightmare (Robert Graves Poems)
Through long nursery nights he stood By my bed unwearying, Loomed gigantic, formless, queer, Purring in my haunted ear That ...
Faith in words alone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Outrageous nonsense, dead so do the translations resound faith without works a nullity, a lie we are to act out ...
The Rhemese (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO city I to Rheims would e'er prefer: Of France the pride and honour I aver; The Holy Ampoule and ...
The Cradle (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
The Contract (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid, In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid; The fertile subject never will ...
A Tale of the Miser and the Poet (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
The Housekeeper (Robert Frost Poem)
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Wild Grapes (Robert Frost Poem)
What tree may not the fig be gathered from? The grape may not be gathered from the birch? It's all ...
The Fear (Robert Frost Poem)
A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Uncommon common sense (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The other day I listened to a man on the radio who made uncommon common sense, 'specially since it was ...
No further slice of me (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Enduring an inguinal hernia repair can drive you to despair, it is a monumental nonsense; in my defence I hadn't ...
If democratically elected (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
Prologue (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
Atalanta In Camden -Town (Lewis Carroll Poem)
AY, 'twas here, on this spot, In that summer of yore, Atalanta did not Vote my presence a bore, Nor ...
Preface to Hunting of the Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
PREFACE If---and the thing is wildly possible---the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
All In The Golden Afternoon (Lewis Carroll Poem)
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are ...
Marginalia (Billy Collins Poem)
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
Child Development (Billy Collins Poem)
As sure as prehistoric fish grew legs and sauntered off the beaches into forests working up some irregular verbs for ...
300. Scots Prologue for Mr. Sutherland (Robert Burns Poems)
WHAT needs this din about the town o' Lon'on, How this new play an' that new sang is comin? Why ...
280. The Kirk of Scotland’s Alarm: A Ballad (Robert Burns Poems)
ORTHODOX! orthodox, who believe in John Knox, Let me sound an alarm to your conscience: A heretic blast has been ...
70. Epistle to the Rev. John M’Math (Robert Burns Poems)
WHILE at the stook the shearers cow'r To shun the bitter blaudin' show'r, Or in gulravage rinnin scowr To pass ...
75. Halloween (Robert Burns Poems)
UPON that night, when fairies light On Cassilis Downans 2 dance, Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze, On sprightly ...
328. Poem on Pastoral Poetry (Robert Burns Poems)
HAIL, Poesie! thou Nymph reserv'd! In chase o' thee, what crowds hae swerv'd Frae common sense, or sunk enerv'd 'Mang ...
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 ...