The Bow in the Sunny Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We were blessed, by a singular sight after our time on the beach, at the picnic a slice of color, ...
Poems about shimmering (37 Poems)
A Constellation of Stars (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Across the room under sticky, greasy, fresh fingerprints, the static-held dust, a constellation of stars little white lights of the ...
In the Dark of Night (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A small solitary island without television, phone without running water But it had the call of the loon the splash ...
Fallen Petals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Just fallen petals in the wet green grass shimmering in the late afternoon filtered sunlight after the rain rich color, ...
Captured Aura (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A shimmering glow captured even by the digital lens seeing the light shining off the soft petals, capturing the motion ...
A Rainbow of Hope (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An urgent call a race down the dark stairs a flicker of color as I ran outside an arc, His ...
Mother of Pearl (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An ancient shell on their shelf a memento, a reminder of the sea of the coast glistening under the film ...
A Patina of Haze (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A patina of haze filled my vision hung heavy in the shimmering air high in the nineties they said but ...
Jesus’ Eyes (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
Whatever he looked like, and we aren't told, she said he must have had beautiful eyes Eyes to be drunk ...
Carolina Summer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cord of ten brown pelicans snaked through the hot air cutting the shimmering heat almost kissing the skin of ...
The Trial by Existence (Robert Frost Poem)
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
The Human Face (Paul Eluard Poem)
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Sky Harbor (Norman Dubie Poem)
The flock of pigeons rises over the roof, and just beyond them, the shimmering asphalt fields gather their dull colored ...
Visitation (Mark Doty Poem)
When I heard he had entered the harbor, and circled the wharf for days, I expected the worst: shallow water, ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
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 ...
Late Spring (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
The Road was lit with Moon and star — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Road was lit with Moon and star -- The Trees were bright and still -- Descried I -- by ...
A something in a summer’s Day (Emily Dickinson Poems)
A something in a summer's Day As slow her flambeaux burn away Which solemnizes me. A something in a summer's ...
Silvered In The Dying Light (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
THE HAWTHORN TREE (Willa Cather Poem)
ACROSS the shimmering meadows-- Ah, when he came to me! In the spring-time, In the night-time, In the starlight, Beneath ...
Carmen De Boheme (Hart Crane Poem)
Sinuously winding through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, -- Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume The ...
The Wizard Way (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Wizard Way (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
The Reeve’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
Fall (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Understand the language of fall, approaching: Cold mornings drawing your bundled warmth; sailing-leaf afternoons, the enchantment of melancholy, departure etched ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
Contemplating Hell (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it, My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city ...
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 ...