Träumerei (Philip Larkin Poem)
In this dream that dogs me I am part Of a silent crowd walking under a wall, Leaving a football ...
Poems about recognise (31 Poems)
To An Old Mate (Henry Lawson Poem)
Old Mate! In the gusty old weather, When our hopes and our troubles were new, In the years spent in ...
The Roaring Days (Henry Lawson Poem)
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
Main Street (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
The Norbert Dentressangle Van (Sophie Hannah Poem)
I heave my morning like a sack of signs that don't appear, say August, August, takes me back... That it ...
Home’s Kid (For Glenn) (Dale Harcombe Poems)
This time I know I will never see him again. For a time he played the game, like a child ...
V (Tony Harrison Poem)
'My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says your life depends on your power to master words.' Arthur ...
two thursdays (Rg Gregory Poem)
when the doctor came on a monday he looked at my mother and said there's something seriously wrong here - ...
THE WEDDING. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
A FEAST was in a village spread,-- It was a wedding-day, they said. The parlour of the inn I found, ...
PROCEMION. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
IN His blest name, who was His own creation, Who from all time makes making his vocation; The name of ...
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 ...
War Song (John Davidson Poem)
In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift; The battle to the strong. Of ...
A Loafer (John Davidson Poem)
I hang about the streets all day, At night I hang about; I sleep a little when I may, But ...
When We Were Young (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
The Price of Fame (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Do I really love you? So let me guess, you'll think I'm easy prey if I say, okay I do ...
Joys of the chase (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Colours fade into nameless shades of grey and where the tonsure of bas-relief crudely stands effete, semantic symbolism degrades into ...
Tema con Variazioni (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
Size and Tears (Lewis Carroll Poem)
When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Autumnal Sonnet (William Allingham Poem)
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt, And night ...
Requiem (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
113. A Dedication to Gavin Hamilton, Esq. (Robert Burns Poems)
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
A Dead Rose (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
A Bush Christening (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
Bush Christening (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few, And men of religion are scanty, On a road never cross'd ...
EXCHANGE (Vlanes Poems)
Today your things depart. Your faience cup fell off the table at sunrise and cracked. Your old grey dog did ...
Travels With John Hunter (Les Murray Poems)
We who travel between worlds lose our muscle and bone. I was wheeling a barrow of earth when agony bayoneted ...
Greenland’s Icy Mountains (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Greenland's icy mountains are fascinating and grand, And wondrously created by the Almighty's command; And the works of the Almighty ...
I don’t remember the word I wished to say (Osip Mandelstam Poems)
I don't remember the word I wished to say. The blind swallow returns to the hall of shadow, on shorn ...
Sonnet (Amy Levy Poems)
Most wonderful and strange it seems, that I Who but a little time ago was tost High on the waves ...