I Was Six (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
My wife shared with me new candles votives to replace those used up Suddenly I was six, maybe eight certainly ...
Poems about scented (46 Poems)
Tubbie (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hot water soaks into her tense body Bouquet of flower, scented candles and a glass of chardonnay Water licks the ...
Ballad of the Old Cypress (Tu Fu Poem)
In front of the temple of Chu-ko Liang there is an old cypress. Its branches are like green bronze; its ...
The Gum-Gatherer (Robert Frost Poem)
There overtook me and drew me in To his down-hill, early-morning stride, And set me five miles on my road ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Sheltered Garden (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
I have had enough. I gasp for breath. Every way ends, every road, every foot-path leads at last to the ...
From Citron-Bower (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
From citron-bower be her bed, cut from branch of tree a-flower, fashioned for her maidenhead. From Lydian apples, sweet of ...
Sweetness Of The Decent Night (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They talked to me again today, they spoke in gentle tones and said the things I ought to hear then ...
Cappuccino smile (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Ah, the aromas of that conversation, the brimming, cappuccino smile swirled in chocolate rich and cinnamoned, the gentle coffee curlicues ...
And The Piper Dreams (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
And the Piper dreams as he pipes up in his mind colours in choral horizons distant, of courtliness dimmed in ...
The Ships of Yule (Bliss Carman Poem)
When I was just a little boy, Before I went to school, I had a fleet of forty sail I ...
Low Tide on Grand Pré (Bliss Carman Poem)
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
One Of Their Gods (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
When one of them passed through the market place of Seleucia, toward the hour that night falls as a tall ...
Since Nine O’Clock (Constantine P. Cavafy Poems)
Half past twelve. Time has gone by quickly since nine o'clock when I lit the lamp and sat down here. ...
Tz’u No. 17 (He Is Gone) (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Wu Ling Spring" Wind ceased, the dust is scented with the fallen flowers. Though day is ...
Narva and Mored (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Shroud of Color (Countee Cullen Poem)
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Ireland With Emily (John Betjeman Poem)
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
Anticipation (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
I hold her letter as I stand, Nor break the seal; no need to guess What dainty little female hand ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
The Night – Wind (Emily Bronte Poem)
In summer's mellow midnight, A cloudless moon shone through Our open parlour window, And rose-trees wet with dew. I sat ...
A Forest Hymn (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
Ante Aram (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Before thy shrine I kneel, an unknown worshipper, Chanting strange hymns to thee and sorrowful litanies, Incense of dirges, prayers ...
Tiare Tahiti (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Mamua, when our laughter ends, And hearts and bodies, brown as white, Are dust about the doors of friends, Or ...
The Treasure (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When colour goes home into the eyes, And lights that shine are shut again, With dancing girls and sweet birds' ...