Dark Prophecy: I Sing Of Shine (Etheridge Knight Poem)
And, yeah brothers while white America sings about the unsinkable molly brown (who was hustling the titanic when it went ...
Poems about straining (31 Poems)
The Prayer of Miriam Cohen (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
From the wheel and the drift of Things Deliver us, Good Lord, And we will face the wrath of Kings, ...
As the Bell Clinks (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
As I left the Halls at Lumley, rose the vision of a comely Maid last season worshipped dumbly, watched with ...
The Flaâneur (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
Digging (Seamus Heaney Poem)
Between my finger and my thumb The squat pin rest; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping ...
bad for ears (Rg Gregory Poem)
the song wasn't up to the task of getting through the double-glazing into the ears pressed on the outside pane ...
Straining Forward (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Trying to be faithful to the teachings of Christ seeking his grace in my daily life Straining forward against the ...
Out the Back Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Looking out, over the sink of dishes Out onto the alley, the stories Walking by my view Wondering who the ...
A Tale of the Miser and the Poet (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
The Bride of Frankenstein (Edward Field Poem)
The Baron has decided to mate the monster, to breed him perhaps, in the interests of pure science, his only ...
On a Prospect of T’ai-shan (Tu Fu Poems)
How is one to describe this king of mountains? Throught the whole of Ch'i and Lu one never loses sight ...
The Times Table (Robert Frost Poem)
More than halfway up the pass Was a spring with a broken drinking glass, And whether the farmer drank or ...
Range-Finding (Robert Frost Poem)
The battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung And cut a flower beside a ground bird's nest Before it stained a single ...
Bond and Free (Robert Frost Poem)
Love has earth to which she clings With hills and circling arms about-- Wall within wall to shut fear out. ...
The Death of the Hired Man (Robert Frost Poem)
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
Albert and His Savings (Marriott Edgar Poem)
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
My Mother Would Be a Falconress (Robert Duncan Poem)
My mother would be a falconress, And I, her gay falcon treading her wrist, would fly to bring back from ...
The Shark’s Parlor (James Dickey Poems)
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
Welcome (Stephen Dunn Poem)
if you believe nothing is always what's left after a while, as I did, If you believe you have this ...
On Love (Bliss Carman Poem)
TO the assembled folk At great St. Kavin's spoke Young Brother Amiel on Christmas Eve; I give you joy, my ...
The Ever-Patient Woman (Andree Chedid Poem)
In the flowing sap In her growing fever Parting her veils Cracking out of her shells Sliding out of her ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
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 ...
How Clear She Shines (Emily Bronte Poem)
How clear she shines! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " ...
A Death – Scene (Emily Bronte Poem)
"O day! he cannot die When thou so fair art shining! O Sun, in such a glorious sky, So tranquilly ...
Mummia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
As those of old drank mummia To fire their limbs of lead, Making dead kings from Africa Stand pandar to ...
The Breaking Point (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
It was not when temptation came, Swiftly and blastingly as flame, And seared me white with burning scars; When I ...
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 ...
90. Epistle to James Smith (Robert Burns Poem)
DEAR SMITH, the slee'st, pawkie thief, That e'er attempted stealth or rief! Ye surely hae some warlock-brief Owre human hearts; ...
Adieu to Belshanny (William Allingham Poem)
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...