Echoes of Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was so right echoing in my mind in the sanctuary in the power of words, especially the power to ...
Poems about sticks (37 Poems)
Eye Candy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
You're there with that hair framing your smile Social saccharin Pixie sticks, or pez All about the affectation The pose, ...
Rave (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Heads snap at the Yankee white boy Anachronistic and jarring Tie dyed top hat Garish and loud Quilted and heavy ...
Pool Soup – V2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grass and needles and weeds stirred by arms and sticks in the pink pool in the yard The giggle twins ...
Pool Soup (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Grass and needles and weeds stirred by arms and sticks in the pool in the yar. The giggle twins working ...
Butter Melting (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She marched into the kitchen all purposeful and proud stepstool from the bathroom in her four-year old arms "I'm going ...
Number 20 (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
The pennycandystore beyond the El is where I first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom of ...
The Pennycandystore Beyond The El (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
The pennycandystore beyond the El is where i first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom of ...
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 ...
‘Out, Out–‘ (Robert Frost Poems)
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Television (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
“Mike Teavee…” (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
Although I put away his life (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Although I put away his life -- An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear, This might ...
Terra nullis ignorata (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We came to find the place contained in legendary tracts, the hidden land of fulsome wealth that we had sorely ...
Blue Bridge (Geraldine Connolly Poem)
Praise the good-tempered summer and the red cardinal that jumps like a hot coal off the track. Praise the heavy ...
Variations of an Air (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Forth went the candid man (Stephen Crane Poem)
Forth went the candid man And spoke freely to the wind -- When he looked about him he was in ...
To A Fallen Elm (John Clare Poem)
Old Elm that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would ...
The Mores (John Clare Poem)
Far spread the moorey ground a level scene Bespread with rush and one eternal green That never felt the rage ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
English Flavors (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
I love to lick English the way I licked the hard round licorice sticks the Belgian nuns gave me for ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
The Great Lover (Rupert Brooke Poem)
I have been so great a lover: filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Love's praise, The pain, ...
The Quality of Courage (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
Youth and Art (Robert Browning Poem)
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
348. Song-I hae been at Crookieden (Robert Burns Poem)
I HAE been at Crookieden, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie, Viewing Willie and his men, My bonie laddie, Highland laddie. ...
Giant Snail (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...