Palms on the Ground (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Palms in their hands waving in the hot air sights and sounds, expectation, excitement "Here he comes!" the healer, the ...
Poems about robes (40 Poems)
With brutus in st. jo (Eugene Field Poem)
Of all the opry-houses then obtaining in the West The one which Milton Tootle owned was, by all odds, the ...
The Morning Baking (Carolyn Forche Poem)
Grandma, come back, I forgot How much lard for these rolls Think you can put yourself in the ground Like ...
The Monks Of Catalonia (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO you, my friends, allow me to detail, The feats of monks in Catalonia's vale, Where oft the holy fathers ...
The Dog (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
The Czar’s Last Christmas Letter: A Barn in the Urals (Norman Dubie Poems)
You were never told, Mother, how old Illyawas drunk That last holiday, for five days and nights He stumbled through ...
The Vain King (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
Shelley (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Knight-errant of the Never-ending Quest, And Minstrel of the Unfulfilled Desire; For ever tuning thy frail earthly lyre To some ...
Peace (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain-height, Uplifted in the loneliness of light Beyond the ...
Remarks About Kings (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
"God said I am tired of kings." -- EMERSON God said, "I am tired of kings,"-- But that was a ...
Milton (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
Wait till the Majesty of Death (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it ...
It always felt to me — a wrong (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It always felt to me -- a wrong To that Old Moses -- done -- To let him see -- ...
Alone, I cannot be (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Alone, I cannot be -- For Hosts -- do visit me -- Recordless Company -- Who baffle Key -- They ...
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A curious Cloud surprised the Sky, 'Twas like a sheet with Horns; The sheet was Blue -- The Antlers Gray ...
The Obesion (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
The Spring (Thomas Carew Poem)
Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
On the desert (Stephen Crane Poem)
On the desert A silence from the moon's deepest valley. Fire rays fall athwart the robes Of hooded men, squat ...
“What says the sea, little shell?” (Stephen Crane Poem)
"What says the sea, little shell? What says the sea? Long has our brother been silent to us, Kept his ...
Excerpts from “Poetry” (Michael Burch Poem)
Poetry, I found you where at last they chained and bound you; with devices all around you to torture and ...
Pleasure (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow'd (and so will do) Thee ...
The Flesh and the Spirit (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
In secret place where once I stood Close by the Banks of Lacrim flood, I heard two sisters reason on ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
DON JUAN IN HADES (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
WHEN Juan sought the subterranean flood, And paid his obolus on the Stygian shore, Charon, the proud and sombre beggar, ...
CONTEMPLATION (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
THOU, O my Grief, be wise and tranquil still, The eve is thine which even now drops down, To carry ...
Andrea del Sarto (Robert Browning Poem)
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
232. Song-The Day Returns (Robert Burns Poem)
THE DAY returns, my bosom burns, The blissful day we twa did meet: Tho' winter wild in tempest toil'd, Ne'er ...