The Moon through the Batting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A quilted sky hung over the moon hiding the full face of it, lit by its glow obscured and translucent ...
Poems about softer (33 Poems)
Exploring (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I never want to stop Never stop Exploring you Your body, your skin Under my skin Touching you Captivated, bound ...
Scar (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He rubbed his hand, Unconsciously, from habit His finger Held onto a memory, A bit of history Now months gone, ...
Weathered (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Weathered and worn But oh so proudly The old barn preened in the summer Mid-day sun He had seen her ...
Our Lady of the Mine (Eugene Field Poem)
The Blue Horizon wuz a mine us fellers all thought well uv, And there befell the episode I now perpose ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
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 ...
On the Death of the Honourable Mr. James Thynne (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
In Praise Of Writing Letters (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Blest be the Man! his Memory at least, Who found the Art, thus to unfold his Breast, And taught succeeding ...
In the Home Stretch (Robert Frost Poem)
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
Whether they have forgotten (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered -- Safer not to know -- Miseries of conjecture ...
Where I have lost, I softer tread (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where I have lost, I softer tread -- I sow sweet flower from garden bed -- I pause above that ...
On such a night, or such a night, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its ...
A Bird came down the Walk (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Bird came down the Walk -- He did not know I saw -- He bit an Angleworm in halves ...
In these quiet moments (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
I Do Not Love Thee For That Fair (Thomas Carew Poem)
I do not love thee for that fair Rich fan of thy most curious hair; Though the wires thereof be ...
The Strange Music (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Other loves may sink and settle, other loves may loose and slack, But I wander like a minstrel with a ...
The Last Hero (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The wind blew out from Bergen, from the dawning to the day There was a wreck of trees, a fall ...
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 ...
The Task: Book I, The Sofa (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
Thou know'st my praise of nature most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjur'd up To serve occasions of ...
Adela (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
Adela (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Jupiter Mars P Moon VENEZIA, "May" 19"th", 1910. Jupiter's foursquare blaze of gold and blue Rides on the moon, a ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Mother’s Smile (Michael Burch Poems)
For my wife, Elizabeth Harris Burch, and my mother, Christine Ena Burch There never was a fonder smile than mother's ...
Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
Sonnet: Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...
The Death of the Flowers (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
Stanzas To A Lady, On Leaving England (Lord Byron Poem)
'Tis done---and shivering in the gale The bark unfurls her snowy sail; And whistling o'er the bending mast, Loud sings ...