Acquiring Language (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Peeling away the curtain that blocks them from the outside world the world of crickets, of wind, of gulls, of ...
Poems about random (45 Poems)
Makeshift Memorials (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Instant monuments makeshift memorials of senseless tragedies all across America flowers, stuffed animals, candles, messages of instant grief sudden shock ...
Can’t Sleep (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Staring at the screen the computer watch the flash of images, messages of nothingness flickering bits of news with no ...
Gray to Green (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
People, random strangers Cool stores Hot blacktop Eyes turn Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing ...
Green Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
People, random strangers Crackle with energy, anticipation Furtive glances to the horizon, Instinctively knowing Darkening sky Deep grays Strong edges ...
Sounds of Scribbles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Jots of thoughts in my journal How does editing sound, Illegible words, random thoughts Scratching out the rhyme Fighting the ...
Planned Serendipity (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We seem to be living a life of planned serendipity, scripted moments, rather than pure chance the consequences of more ...
The Sick Abbess (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
EXAMPLE often proves of sov'reign use; At other times it cherishes abuse; 'Tis not my purpose, howsoe'er, to tell Which ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
Landscape At The End Of The Century (Stephen Dunn Poem)
The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up with what's left of heaven, nearby a patch of daffodils rooted ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Ships that Pass in the Night (Paul Laurence Dunbar Poem)
Out in the sky the great dark clouds are massing; I look far out into the pregnant night, Where I ...
Tools for life (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Has life ever dumped you in a heap? Perhaps you've found self belief so strongly reinforcing that doubt never enters ...
Time to play (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is a pristine page, clean on the blue screen where I compose, I don't expect it to stay that ...
Shirley of Serendipity (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Where were you Shirley of the Sanguine Lake? Where did you disappear? The echoes of your empty house Were almost ...
Rangipo Desert (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Nothing ever is the same (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Gnashing teeth, a grinding meet of molars crashing cuspid on cuspid and the fracture of a piece, of pressure not ...
Lethargy of leaden wings (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I hadn't had the 'flu in ages, avoided all those awful places fraught of gritty eyes and splitting heads, patrons ...
Echoes in an empty room (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
Beach Glass (Amy Clampitt Poem)
While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any ...
Chaplinesque (Hart Crane Poem)
We will make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample ...
The Conspiracy (Robert Creeley Poem)
You send me your poems, I'll send you mine. Things tend to awaken even through random communication Let us suddenly ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
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 ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Seven Strophes (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
I was but what you'd brush with your palm, what your leaning brow would hunch to in evening's raven-black hush. ...
To Urania (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
Everything has its limit, including sorrow. A windowpane stalls a stare. Nor does a grill abandon a leaf. One may ...