Spin Practice (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like twin party favors blown out and back in they furled and unfurled and their skirts swirled from next to ...
Poems about spin (44 Poems)
IT DEPENDS (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
How will the case go How will we ever know It depends On the totality of the circumstances The best ...
Glassworks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Mesmerized, watching The skill, artistry Effortlessness in the heat Of the sweating craftsmen In the beach air On the Vineyard ...
Got a Match? (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Oh how to tell the tale to spin the yarn, to pull you in Bring you along, down memory road ...
Fuzzy Swears (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Some have heard of "fuzzy logic", that "powerful problem-solving methodology (blah, blah, blah) ." (no, not just what Shanequa or ...
Muses of Spain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Was it the warm winds down from the Pyrenees Or maybe Poseidon's breath off the Mediterranean That stirred the Spanish ...
Orkney Lullaby (Eugene Field Poem)
A moonbeam floateth from the skies, Whispering, "Heigho, my dearie! I would spin a web before your eyes,-- A beautiful ...
The Progress Of Wit (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
DIVERTING in extreme there is a play, Which oft resumes its fascinating sway; Delights the sex, or ugly, fair, or ...
The Tradesman and the Scholar (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A Citizen of mighty Pelf, But much a Blockhead, in himself Disdain'd a Man of shining Parts, Master of Sciences ...
The Generations of Men (Robert Frost Poem)
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
The Grindstone (Robert Frost Poem)
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
A Star in a Stoneboat (Robert Frost Poem)
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Merlin II (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The rhyme of the poet Modulates the king's affairs, Balance-loving nature Made all things in pairs. To every foot its ...
Mithridates (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose; From the earth-poles to the Line, All between that ...
Merlin (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Initial Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Kinky (Denise Duhamel Poem)
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
The Outer — from the Inner (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Outer -- from the Inner Derives its Magnitude -- 'Tis Duke, or Dwarf, according As is the Central Mood ...
A feather from the Whippoorwill (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A feather from the Whippoorwill That everlasting -- sings! Whose galleries -- are Sunrise -- Whose Opera -- the Springs ...
I cannot let the moment pass (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
Tz’u No. 18 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Intoxicated in the Shadow of Flowers" Thin mist, dense clouds, a grief-stricken day; auspicious incense burns ...
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 ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Drinking Song, On the Excellence of Burgundy Wine (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
My jolly fat host with your face all a-grin, Come, open the door to us, let us come in. A ...
Tarantella (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Do you remember an Inn, Miranda? Do you remember an Inn? And the tedding and the bedding Of the straw ...
History Of The Night (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
Throughout the course of the generations men constructed the night. At first she was blindness; thorns raking bare feet, fear ...
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 ...
Soliloquy Of The Spanish Cloister (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...