The Teams (Henry Lawson Poem)
A cloud of dust on the long white road, And the teams go creeping on Inch by inch with the ...
Poems about sodden (31 Poems)
The Testing-Tree (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
1 On my way home from school up tribal Providence Hill past the Academy ballpark where I could never hope ...
The Story of Ung (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, Ung, a maker of pictures, fashioned an image of snow. Fashioned ...
Song of the Red War-Boat (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Shove off from the wharf-edge! Steady! Watch for a smooth! Give way! If she feels the lop already She'll stand ...
The Merchantmen (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
King Solomon drew merchantmen, Because of his desire For peacocks, apes, and ivory, From Tarshish unto Tyre, With cedars out ...
The Lovers’ Litany (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
Eyes of grey -- a sodden quay, Driving rain and falling tears, As the steamer wears to sea In a ...
The Land (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him ...
The Coastwise Lights (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
A Dead Boche (Robert Graves Poem)
To you who'd read my songs of War And only hear of blood and fame, I'll say (you've heard it ...
My November Guest (Robert Frost Poem)
My Sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; ...
When it was autumn in Eden (Ian Emberson Poem)
When it was autumn in Eden and chestnuts held golden leaves against dimming light , Eve touched her toes on ...
OCTOBER FORECAST (Gerald England Poem)
"Bright with sunny periods some cloud, occasional showers" says the local TV forecast. It has been persistently precipitating for more ...
Fate (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
Four Quartets 1: Burnt Norton (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. ...
Four Quartets 4: Little Gidding (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Flood-Tide of Flowers (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
Ad Invasions (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Advertisements, they've trashed the web, somehow they've gotten into bed with common sense; ubiquitous and so intense, insistent as to ...
A Time to Weep (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
Night In The City (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
Mouths Of Hippopotami And Some Recent Novels (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
(with apologies to Frederic Taber Cooper) I well recall (and who does not) The circus bill-board hippopotamus, whose wide distended ...
Wednesday (Marvin Bell Poem)
Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon. The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took ...
Last Hill In A Vista (Louise Bogan Poem)
Come, let us tell the weeds in ditches How we are poor, who once had riches, And lie out in ...
Young Blood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"But, sir," I said, "they tell me the man is like to die!" The Canon shook his head indulgently. "Young ...
Hilaire Belloc – The South Country (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
The South Country (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
The End Of March (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
Agatha (Alfred Austin Poem)
SHE wanders in the April woods, That glisten with the fallen shower; She leans her face against the buds, She ...