Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (Michael Drayton Poems)
Old Chaucer doth of Thopas tell,Mad Rabelais of Pantagruel,A latter third of Dowsabell,With such poor trifles playing;Others the like have ...
Poems about slats (20 Poems)
In The Tree House At Night (James Dickey Poems)
And now the green household is dark.The half-moon completely is shiningOn the earth-lighted tops of the trees.To be dead, a ...
Making Cider (Victoria Sackville-West Poems)
I saw within the wheelwright's shedThe big round cartwheels, blue and red;A plough with blunted share;A blue tin jug; a ...
Out Of Time (Kenneth Slessor Poems)
1I saw Time flowing like a hundred yachtsThat fly behind the daylight, foxed with air;Or piercing, like the quince-bright, bitter ...
Cobblestones (Aaron Fogel Poems)
The coffin, set up as coffins always are, near the grave, contained the father. The sentence, set up as sentences ...
Orchard (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
it was as though you were standing before a fenceand beyond the curved slats, woven withblossoms and leaves, over there, ...
Book Contents: Moods Of Ginger Mick (C J Dennis Poems)
MOODS OF GINGER MICKThis book was dedicated to "THE BOYS WHO TOOK THE ...
War (C J Dennis Poems)
'E sez to me, "Wot's orl this flamin' war? The papers torks uv nothin' else but scraps.An'wot's ole England got ...
The Sounds in the Evening (Eleanor Farjeon Poems)
The sounds in the evening Go all through the house, The click ...
The Norbert Dentressangle Van (Sophie Hannah Poem)
I heave my morning like a sack of signs that don't appear, say August, August, takes me back... That it ...
Valenciennes (Thomas Hardy Poem)
By Corporal Tullidge. See "The Trumpet-Major" In Memory of S. C. (Pensioner). Died 184- WE trenched, we trumpeted and drummed, ...
The Barn from the Bedroom Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Roll over, snooze hit Warm covers, cold morn Morning light Piercing my slumber Out the window Down below My barn ...
Dunes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An old weathered section of snow fencing half buried in the lee of the dune gray skin gnarled by wind ...
AUBADE (Barry Tebb Poems)
Dawn's my Mr Right, already Cocks have crowed, birds flown from nests, The neon lights of Leeds last night still ...
A MEMORY AT SIXTY (Barry Tebb Poems)
They have vanished, the pop men with their varnished crates Of Tizer and dandy, American ice-cream soda and one percent ...
SORRY I MISSED YOU (Barry Tebb Poems)
(or 'Huddersfield the Second Poetry Capital of England Re-visited') What was it Janice Simmons said to me as James lay ...
MEMORIES OF THE FIFTIES (Barry Tebb Poems)
Eggshell and Wedgwood Blue were just two Of the range on the colour cards Dulux Tailored to our taste in ...
Bridge Over The Aire Book 5 (Barry Tebb Poems)
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
Silver Wind (Carl Sandburg Poems)
DO you know how the dream looms? how if summer misses one of us the two of us miss summer- ...
The Steeple-Jack (Marianne Moore Poems)
Dürer would have seen a reason for living in a town like this, with eight stranded whales to look at; ...