A Threnode (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Upon the Death of those two Honourable Gentlemen, Sir JOHN BURROWES, late Lieutenant of the English Infantrie in the Ile ...
Poems about pellets (16 Poems)
Tubes (Donald Hall Poems)
1'Up, down, good, bad,' saidthe man with the tubesup his nose, ' there's lotsof variety.However, notionsof balance betweenextremes of fortuneare ...
Fixed Ideas (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
RANKS of electroplated cubes, dwindling to glitters,Like the other pasture, the trigonometry of marble,Death's candy-bed. Stone caked on stone,Dry pyramids ...
Mary Ambree (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
When captaines couragious, whom death cold not daunte,Did march to the siege of the citty of Gaunt,They mustred their souldiers ...
The Weather Is Hot On The Back Of My Watch (Charles Bukowski Poems)
the weather is hot on the back of my watch which is down at Finkelstein's who is gifted with 3 ...
An Unclosed Door (Allen Curnow Poems)
Freshened by any wind, sanitised with pine and cypress, the slaughterhouse is cool as a church inside. High rafters too. ...
Sultry Night (Boris Pasternak Poems)
It drizzled, but not even grasses Would bend within the bag of storm; Dust only gulped its rain in pellets, ...
Banish Air from Air – (Emily Dickinson Poems)
854Banish Air from Air -Divide Light if you dare -They'll meetWhile Cubes in a DropOr Pellets of ShapeFitFilms cannot annulOdors ...
Sunshine (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
Oh the sunshine that filled my day, All my worries would fade away. Bringing me joy, laughter, and peace, Ironing ...
Crater Face (Denise Duhamel Poem)
is what we called her. The story was that her father had thrown Drano at her which was probably true, ...
Banish Air from Air — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Banish Air from Air -- Divide Light if you dare -- They'll meet While Cubes in a Drop Or Pellets ...
The History Of One Tough Motherfucker (Charles Bukowski Poem)
he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and terrorized a white cross-eyed tailless cat I took him ...
Poem Reaching For Something (Quincy Troupe Poems)
we walk through a calligraphy of hats slicing off foreheads ace-deuce cocked, they slant, razor sharp, clean through imagination, our ...
Untitled (Quincy Troupe Poems)
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
The Earth Falls Down (Anne Sexton Poems)
If I could blame it all on the weather, the snow like the cadaver's table, the trees turned into knitting ...
Marine Snow At Mid-Depths And Down (Thomas Lux Poems)
As you descend, slowly, falling faster past you this snow, ghostly, some flakes bio- luminescent (you plunge, and this lit ...