I Have Lived With Shades (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I I have lived with Shades so long, So long have talked to them, I sped to street and throng, ...
Poems about rot (31 Poems)
Let America Be America Again (Langston Hughes Poem)
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on ...
shocked (Rg Gregory Poem)
the cupboard was done up on the outside in the brightest of colours the house it was part of was ...
share what you have (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The young fool with the newly built barns staring at the pit, at Sheol nothing to show for his wealth ...
Leaving Their Catch (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Unlike any fishermen I have ever heard of leaving their catch in the boat to rot on shore So much ...
A Working Pier (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a dock, a working pier out into the estuary the pull of the tides, swaying seaweed barnacles, algae, the smell ...
Smells of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Freshly tilled soil, rot on the forest floor chocolate bubbling on the stove Gardenias, violets, garlic breath Sulphur of the ...
Dominion (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Over all the land, the sea, the skies the things that creeps, walks, swims, flies we were given dominion Groundkeepers, ...
Boils (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Boils and welts and warts bubbled on the trunk of the tree human afflictions on the bark and sinew the ...
Home Burial (Robert Frost Poem)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
A Ballad of Hell (John Davidson Poem)
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
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, ...
Your Voices Joined Is All It Takes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
Pumpkins in our time (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
I’ll have to change my mind (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
I'll have to change my mind on war, I need to take a break from structured thought; there's more to ...
The Cook’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake, For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the ...
About The Nightingale (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
From a letter from STC to Wordsworth after writing The Nightingale: In stale blank verse a subject stale I send ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The Loss of Love (Countee Cullen Poem)
All through an empty place I go, And find her not in any room; The candles and the lamps I ...
The Wise (Countee Cullen Poem)
Dead men are wisest, for they know How far the roots of flowers go, How long a seed must rot ...
Hamlet Off-Stage: Hambeau Heartbroke Horny (D. C. Berry Poem)
Ophelia claims we're dead and gives me back all my Frank Zappa and the Mothers albums. I nearly claw out ...
Folk Tune (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
Elegy (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
It's not that the Muse feels like clamming up, it's more like high time for the lad's last nap. And ...
Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...
Postcards (Margaret Atwood Poem)
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...