Spirit – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Soaring over the maddening throng Penetrate the layers of my heart Inspire me to reach the heights Restore my soul ...
Poems about soaring (34 Poems)
Climbing Jet, Soaring Raptor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driving home, October noontime a hawk to my left, above the tree line, catching the thermals off the highway It ...
Kissing time (Eugene Field Poem)
'T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over ...
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, ...
The Hymn (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
t of the Fifth Scene in the Second Act of Athalia (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
Consolation (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
See, Phoebus breaking from the willing skies, See, how the soaring Lark, does with him rise, And through the air, ...
The Meadows In Spring (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
'Tis a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, oh! sighing. ...
Old Song (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
TIS a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing: Sighing, O sighing! ...
Seascape With Sun And Eagle (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
Freer than most birds an eagle flies up over San Francisco freer than most places soars high up floats and ...
Merlin I (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
Sea-Gulls of Manhattan (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and whisper, Where the ...
Milton (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
As from the earth the light Balloon (Emily Dickinson Poem)
As from the earth the light Balloon Asks nothing but release -- Ascension that for which it was, Its soaring ...
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
How lonesome the Wind must feel Nights -- When people have put out the Lights And everything that has an ...
Free from intrusion (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
The Sword of Suprise (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Sunder me from my bones, O sword of God Till they stand stark and strange as do the trees; That ...
Syrinx (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
A Hedge Of Rubber Trees (Amy Clampitt Poem)
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
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 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 ...
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 ...
Seaside Golf (John Betjeman Poem)
How straight it flew, how long it flew, It clear'd the rutty track And soaring, disappeared from view Beyond the ...
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
My Soul is Awakened (Anne Bronte Poem)
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring, And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze; For, above, and ...
Lines Composed in a Wood on a Windy Day (Anne Bronte Poem)
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze; For above and ...
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
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 ...
White Night (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...
Thunder (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire world will turn the colour ...