A Roxbury Garden (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Hoops Blue and pink sashes, Criss-cross shoes, Minna and Stella run out into the garden To play at hoop. ...
Poems about pebble (31 Poems)
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Danger (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
With what a childish and short-sighted sense Fear seeks for safety; recons up the days Of danger and escape, the ...
Praise Life (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
This country least, but every inhabited country Is clotted with human anguish. Remember that at your feasts. And this is ...
Indian Summer (Eileen Carney Hulme Poem)
Like a deep blue wave of passion you shore into the room where I sit waiting quietly, open-booked. We have ...
The Flaâneur (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
The Two Streams (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
Behold the rocky wall That down its sloping sides Pours the swift rain-drops, blending, as they fall, In rushing river-tides! ...
blue dress (Rg Gregory Poem)
i can see through the blue dress when you stand in the doorway - the light come indoors softly like ...
Goliath and David (Robert Graves Poem)
(For D. C. T., Killed at Fricourt, March, 1916) Yet once an earlier David took Smooth pebbles from the brook: ...
For Once, Then, Something (Robert Frost Poem)
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the ...
Ode To Beauty (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
The Wind didn’t come from the Orchard — today (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Wind didn't come from the Orchard -- today -- Further than that -- Nor stop to play with the ...
One Day is there of the Series (Emily Dickinson Poem)
One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory. Neither Patriarch nor ...
I know where Wells grow — Droughtless Wells (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I know where Wells grow -- Droughtless Wells -- Deep dug -- for Summer days -- Where Mosses go no ...
I can wade Grief (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of ...
Although I put away his life (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Although I put away his life -- An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear, This might ...
All forgot for recollecting (Emily Dickinson Poem)
All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One -- All forsook, for just a Stranger's New Accompanying -- Grace of ...
I took my power in my hand (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I took my power in my hand And went AGAINST the world 'Twas not so much as David had But ...
Jehovah-Nissi. The Lord My Banner (William Cowper Poem)
(Exodus, xvii.15) By whom was David taught To aim the deadly blow, When he Goliath fought, And laid the Gittite ...
Café Talk (Thomas Blackburn Poem)
'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find What we are looking for in anyone; They glitter, maybe, but ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
De Profundis (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
The Clod & The Pebble (William Blake Poems)
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds ...
The Clod and the Pebble (William Blake Poem)
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds ...
Drop a Pebble in the Water (James W. Foley Poem)
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and ...
Tulips (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
Night Song (Lisel Mueller Poems)
Among rocks, I am the loose one, among aarows, I am the heart, among daughters, I am the recluse, among ...
Lines Written In Recapitulation (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I could not bring this splendid world nor any trading beast In charge of it, to defer, no, not to ...
Tortoise Family Connections (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
On he goes, the little one, Bud of the universe, Pediment of life. Setting off somewhere, apparently. Whither away, brisk ...