There Was An Old Person Of Nice (Edward Lear Poem)
There was an old person of Nice, Whose associates were usually Geese. They walked out together, in all sorts of ...
Poems about sorts (31 Poems)
My Rival (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
I go to concert, party, ball -- What profit is in these? I sit alone against the wall And strive ...
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 ...
TO MISTRESS KATHARINE BRADSHAW, THE LOVELY, THAT CROWNED HIM WITH LAUREL (Robert Herrick Poem)
My Muse in meads has spent her many hours Sitting, and sorting several sorts of flowers, To make for others ...
Middle-Age Enthusiasms (Thomas Hardy Poem)
To M. H. WE passed where flag and flower Signalled a jocund throng; We said: "Go to, the hour Is ...
from imperfect Eden (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
Welsh Incident (Robert Graves Poem)
'But that was nothing to what things came out From the sea-caves of Criccieth yonder.' 'What were they? Mermaids? dragons? ...
A Mud Season (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Trudging, in between a journey renewed living faithful yet going slow stuck in between a mud season of sorts between ...
Brought to the Throne of Grace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The paralyzed man unable to move lying on the mat Brought to the throne of grace, of glory brought before ...
A Christian Love (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Conscious of our choice to love; to see as Christ sees, to act on our faith, knowing that God sorts ...
Teach Them (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
No degree, no special schooling did they have an apprenticeship, of sorts, perhaps sitting at the master's feet watching him, ...
A Legacy of Blood (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
And so was the transference, the owning the claiming of the death of the innocent passed from the denial of ...
Good-Children Street (Eugene Field Poem)
There's a dear little home in Good-Children street - My heart turneth fondly to-day Where tinkle of tongues and patter ...
The Freedom of the Moon (Robert Frost Poem)
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel ...
Emotional Idiot (Maggie Estep Poem)
Liner Notes - (From Love Is A Dog From Hell) Emotional Idiocy is obviously a theme close to my heart ...
Fable (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter, "little prig": Bun replied, You are ...
Cairo Jag (Keith Douglas Poem)
Shall I get drunk or cut myself a piece of cake, a pasty Syrian with a few words of English ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Congratulations (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Congratulations, you've succeeded, you've acknowledged 60% of you at least are the incredibly dense and mindless people needed to make ...
The New Freethinker (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
John Grubby who was short and stout And troubled with religious doubt, Refused about the age of three To sit ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
The Three Sorts of Friends (fragment) (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Though friendships differ endless in degree , The sorts , methinks, may be reduced to three. Ac quaintance many, and ...
Reasonable Interest (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
I want to know how Bernard Shaw Likes beefsteak-fairly done, or raw? I want to know what kinds of shoes ...
A list of some observation… (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
A list of some observation. In a corner, it's warm. A glance leaves an imprint on anything it's dwelt on. ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
It Takes a While to Disappear (Ralph Angel Poem)
The city purrs, it hums along, the morning hardly risen. A well-dressed drunk smears her finger across a doorman's lips ...
O, We Are The Outcasts (Charles Bukowski Poems)
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...