A Little Green Beatle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A quiet ride in the car after the kites were back in the trunk, all buckled in and ready to ...
Poems about screams (35 Poems)
Winfreda (Eugene Field Poem)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
The Owl Describing her Young Ones (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
Vomit (Russell Edson Poem)
The house grows sick in its dining room and begins to vomit. Father cries, the dining room is vomiting. No ...
Sleep Spaces (Robert Desnos Poem)
In the night there are of course the seven wonders of the world and the greatness tragedy and enchantment. Forests ...
Song of a Train (John Davidson Poem)
A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it ...
The Best Friend (William Henry Davies Poem)
Now shall I walk Or shall I ride? "Ride", Pleasure said; "Walk", Joy replied. Now what shall I -- Stay ...
Television (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
“Mike Teavee…” (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
I know some lonely Houses off the Road (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I know some lonely Houses off the Road A Robber'd like the look of -- Wooden barred, And Windows hanging ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Your Dog Dies (Raymond Carver Poem)
it gets run over by a van. you find it at the side of the road and bury it. you ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
The Hawk and the Babe (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I am that hawk of gold Proud in adamantine poise On the pillars of torqoise, See,beyond ...
The Hawk and the Babe (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I am that hawk of gold Proud in adamantine poise On the pillars of torqoise, See,beyond ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
Dejection: An Ode (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, (Stephen Crane Poem)
A slant of sun on dull brown walls, A forgotten sky of bashful blue. Toward God a mighty hymn, A ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
YARNER (Graham Burchell Poem)
A place of dryad and hamadryad, there are eyes here by the million. Many divert to watch me. Threatened, they ...
The Charge of the Second Iowa Cavalry (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
Freedom (Ambrose Bierce Poem)
Freedom, as every schoolboy knows, Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; On every wind, indeed, that blows I hear her yell. ...
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
Sonnet 104 – A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece (John Berryman Poem)
A spot of poontang on a five-foot piece, Diminutive, but room enough . . like clay To finger eager on ...
Dream Song 172: Your face broods (John Berryman Poem)
Your face broods from my table, Suicide. Your force came on like a torrent toward the end of agony and ...
cry your dreams (W. Jude Aher Poem)
cry your dreams child, cry silent your screams as still again, those masters of war face our souls and try ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...