Anonymous Drawing (Donald Justice Poem)
A delicate young Negro stands With the reins of a horse clutched loosely in his hands; So delicate, indeed, that ...
Poems about passive (31 Poems)
Upon Julia’s Unlacing Herself (Robert Herrick Poems)
Tell, if thou canst, and truly, whence doth come This camphire, storax, spikenard, galbanum, These musks, these ambers, and those ...
Night In The Old Home (Thomas Hardy Poem)
When the wasting embers redden the chimney-breast, And Life's bare pathway looms like a desert track to me, And from ...
The Burghers (Thomas Hardy Poem)
THE sun had wheeled from Grey's to Dammer's Crest, And still I mused on that Thing imminent: At length I ...
Peter – haiku – 1 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rock; stumbling block passive - aggressive, follow hide, run, walk by faith January 26, 2008 (Raymond A. Foss)
The Man Bitten By Fleas (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Peevish Fellow laid his Head On Pillows, stuff'd with Down; But was no sooner warm in Bed, With hopes ...
The Problem (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I like a church, I like a cowl, I love a prophet of the soul, And on my heart monastic ...
The Damp (John Donne Poem)
When I am dead, and doctors know not why, And my friends' curiosity Will have me cut up to survey ...
The Frost of Death was on the Pane — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Frost of Death was on the Pane -- "Secure your Flower" said he. Like Sailors fighting with a Leak ...
Somewhere upon the general Earth (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Somewhere upon the general Earth Itself exist Today -- The Magic passive but extant That consecrated me -- Indifferent Seasons ...
Endow the Living — with the Tears — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Endow the Living -- with the Tears -- You squander on the Dead, And They were Men and Women -- ...
This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies (Emily Dickinson Poem)
This quiet Dust was Gentleman and Ladies And Lads and Girls -- Was laughter and ability and Sighing And Frocks ...
Put up my lute! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Put up my lute! What of -- my Music! Since the sole ear I cared to charm -- Passive -- ...
No conscience in escape (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Should you be allowed sole privilege of unconscionable martyrdom? This affliction is self-pity brought by suffering as penitent to unrequited ...
Ekka (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The Ekka institution bares us all, though call it Exhibition, Royal Queensland Show, it's that time of year when you ...
At the Vietnam War Memorial (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
Hymn before Sun-rise, in the Vale of Chamouni (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Hast thou a charm to stay the morning-star In his steep course? So long he seems to pause On thy ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
The Aeolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
The Eolian Harp (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
Hiawathas’ photographing ( Part IV) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
Next to him the eldest daughter: She suggested very little Only asked if he would take her With her look ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (complete) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Last Lines (Anne Bronte Poem)
Jan 7th A dreadful darkness closes in On my bewildered mind; O let me suffer and not sin, Be tortured ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The Wife’s Will (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
Mesmerism (Robert Browning Poem)
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
Rabbi Ben Ezra (Robert Browning Poem)
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
242. The Poet’s Progress (Robert Burns Poem)
THOU, Nature, partial Nature, I arraign; Of thy caprice maternal I complain. The peopled fold thy kindly care have found, ...
351. Second Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poems)
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...