For’ard’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
It is stuffy in the steerage where the second-classers sleep, For there's near a hundred for'ard, and they're stowed away ...
Poems about rug (27 Poems)
A Song of Brave Men (Henry Lawson Poem)
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
The Upstairs Room (Weldon Kees Poem)
It must have been in March the rug wore through. Now the day passes and I stare At warped pine ...
To A Young Poet Who Killed Himself (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
When you had played with life a space And made it drink and lust and sing, You flung it back ...
Autumn Perspective (Erica Jong Poem)
Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio playing to bare walls, picture hooks left stranded in the unsoiled ...
The Lion For Real (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
"Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative..." I came home and found a lion in my living room Rushed out on ...
To Love Our Nation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
To love our nation doesn't mean denying our faults, pushing them under the rug, our heads in the sand To ...
Walking in Other Footsteps (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Other faiths, our traditions understanding them, spending time with them, lessons we can all learn we are walking, in their ...
Picture Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A mini fashion show was held on our living room rug, a short parade of two, showing off their best ...
A Field of Ferns (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Above the bluff, the scar, the clear-cut of the power lines, a forest of pine opens to the north Surrounded ...
Rain on Vacation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It was raining when they awoke hear it tapping on the air conditioner on the bulkhead below the kitchen window ...
Sunapee Street (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Rug covered stairs a landing above me a place for the lead toy soldiers, the ceramic cat, small bottles Playing ...
Evening in a Sugar Orchard (Robert Frost Poem)
From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman ...
A Hillside Thaw (Robert Frost Poem)
To think to know the country and now know The hillside on the day the sun lets go Ten million ...
The Ox (Russell Edson Poem)
There was once a woman whose father over the years had become an ox. She would hear him alone at ...
The Floor (Russell Edson Poem)
The floor is something we must fight against. Whilst seemingly mere platform for the human stance, it is that place ...
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 impact of a dollar upon the heart (Stephen Crane Poem)
The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Tidy (Ralph Angel Poem)
I miss you too. Something old is broken, nobody's in hell. Sometimes I kiss strangers, sometimes no one speaks. Today ...
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 ...
Conscious (Wilfred Owen Poems)
His fingers wake, and flutter up the bed. His eyes come open with a pull of will, Helped by the ...
SECOND POEM (Peter Orlovsky Poems)
Morning again, nothing has to be done, maybe buy a piano or make fudge. At least clean the room up ...
Flowering Eucalypt In Autumn (Les Murray Poems)
That slim creek out of the sky the dried-blood western gum tree is all stir in its high reaches: its ...
Night Is My Sister, And How Deep In Love (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Night is my sister, and how deep in love, How drowned in love and weedily washed ashore, There to be ...
The Hard Times In Elfland (Sidney Lanier Poems)
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...