Coming Thunder (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
First storm of the year thickening sky, heavy air darkening below the blue weight on the limbs the leaves turned ...
Poems about steam (42 Poems)
Chicken Soup (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Is it the soup, or its making that soothes, bleeds stress, changes the mind, cutting through the cares of the ...
Wool Coat (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The heat wrapped me hung heavy on my shoulders, my chest like a wet wool coat thrown on the hot ...
Clothes on the Line (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a simple, elegant scene framed out the kitchen window a load of wash hung in the still August air drying ...
The Barn from the Bedroom Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Roll over, snooze hit Warm covers, cold morn Morning light Piercing my slumber Out the window Down below My barn ...
June Morning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dawn on the lake The world is still. Water like a mirror. Land and water blur. Bold bright colors in ...
Mephistopheles the Pediatrician (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Short cropped hair of black Full beard of stubble, four days old Gray joining the jagged black shards Menacing, reaching ...
Celestial Squid (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Off in the distance Rising heavenward before me as I draw toward home, late this September afternoon White lines in ...
Frozen Marsh (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Steam rose Over the ribbon threaded Through the frozen marsh This waking Frost encrusted the Silent cattails, Highlighted the skin ...
The Mountain (Robert Frost Poem)
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
Maple (Robert Frost Poem)
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
To the Thawing Wind (Robert Frost Poem)
COME with rain. O loud Southwester! Bring the singer, bring the nester; Give the buried flower a dream; make the ...
Immigrants (Robert Frost Poem)
No ship of all that under sail or steam Have gathered people to us more and more But Pilgrim-manned the ...
Greens (James A. Emanuel Poem)
Lid's on, steam's risin': collard greens, Lord, bubblin' JAZZ! That's appetizin'. (James A. Emanuel)
The Family Monkey (Russell Edson Poem)
We bought an electric monkey, experimenting rather recklessly with funds carefully gathered since grandfather's time for the purchase of a ...
Two Rivers (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thy summer voice, Musketaquit, Repeats the music of the rain; But sweeter rivers pulsing flit Through thee, as thou through ...
Sweeney Erect (T. S. Eliot Poem)
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
At Corfu (Norman Dubie Poem)
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Song of a Train (John Davidson Poem)
A monster taught To come to hand Amain, As swift as thought Across the land The train. The song it ...
The Glory of Ships (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The glory of ships is an old, old song, since the days when the sea-rovers ran In their open boats ...
Banish Air from Air — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Banish Air from Air -- Divide Light if you dare -- They'll meet While Cubes in a Drop Or Pellets ...
Heccar and Gaira (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
The Pentagram (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
In the Years of the Primal Course, in the dawn of terrestrial birth, Man mastered the ...
The Pentagram (Aleister Crowley Poem)
In the Years of the Primal Course, in the dawn of terrestrial birth, Man mastered the ...
The Best Cigarette (Billy Collins Poem)
There are many that I miss having sent my last one out a car window sparking along the road one ...
LAST SUPPER (Graham Burchell Poem)
Botticelli grinned with egg tempera congealed at the hinge of his lips Velasquez licked shine from an aubergine blackened in ...
Restless (Cecilia Borromeo Poem)
It is that perennial immateriality dwelling between living and dying crouched in the corners and grappling by the hinges only ...
Dilton Marsh Halt (John Betjeman Poem)
Was it worth keeping the Halt open, We thought as we looked at the sky Red through the spread of ...
Business Girls (John Betjeman Poem)
From the geyser ventilators Autumn winds are blowing down On a thousand business women Having baths in Camden Town Waste ...
To Urania (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
Everything has its limit, including sorrow. A windowpane stalls a stare. Nor does a grill abandon a leaf. One may ...