Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Poems about strands (31 Poems)
Reveille (A. E. Housman Poem)
Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the ...
Regarding Art (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
Sometimes, I, too, tell the ah's of my heart one by one like the blood-red beads of a ruby rosary ...
The Furl of Fresh-Leaved Dogrose Down (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun Had swarthed about with lion-brown Before the Spring was ...
Carrion Comfort (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee; Not untwist-slack they may be-these last strands of man In ...
Catullus: XXXI (Thomas Hardy Poem)
(After passing Sirmione, April 1887.) Sirmio, thou dearest dear of strands That Neptune strokes in lake and sea, With what ...
Embarcation (Thomas Hardy Poem)
Southampton Docks: October 1899 Here, where Vespasian's legions struck the sands, And Cendric with the Saxons entered in, And Henry's ...
the bouncing spider (Rg Gregory Poem)
schnyder schnyder the bouncing spider had a song wound up inside her she'd had it taped on a silken spool ...
from the Ansty Experience (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
Helen In Hollywood (Judy Grahn Poem)
When she goes to Hollywood she is an angel. She writes in red red lipstick on the window of her ...
Like Strands of Silver (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like arms of gray like strands of silver braided, and twisting rising from the ground The bodies of the supple ...
The Lovers Entwined (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In a passionate embrace strands of golden threads braided together the lovers entwined married in the fabric the sinew of ...
Published (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Published on the internet ephemeral, lasting are my words fleeting moments in the web typing on gossamer strands, threads lines ...
Pearls in the Evergreens (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Tiny, perfect pearls hovering on gossamer strands woven in the evergreens in front of the church this morning jewels of ...
A Spider Waits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Funny how a spider waits lingers motionless for prey to vibrate the strands of the wed, to touch the right ...
Her Heritage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A piece of her past conjured up in the haze of the burning sage, the haunting sounds of the wolf, ...
Unpublished (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It is funny; feels strange being so exposed, so public so many poems, so many thoughts, passions, ideas, blurted out ...
Little Mack (Eugene Field Poem)
This talk about the journalists that run the East is bosh, We've got a Western editor that's little, but, O ...
The Garden Shukkei-en (Carolyn Forche Poem)
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
An Encounter (Robert Frost Poem)
ONCE on the kind of day called "weather breeder," When the heat slowly hazes and the sun By its own ...
America (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I love thine inland seas, Thy groves of giant trees, Thy rolling plains; Thy rivers' mighty sweep, Thy mystic canyons ...
Thinking of an Afterlife (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
When was the beginning, in the fertilising, in the flower, or was it deeper, in the earth beneath? No end ...
Rangipo Desert (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Lethargy of leaden wings (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I hadn't had the 'flu in ages, avoided all those awful places fraught of gritty eyes and splitting heads, patrons ...
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, ...
Days of the slow roll (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was the days of the slow roll, times when we dextrously dressed our hand-rolled cigarettes with a dearth of ...
Clouded dreams (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
At dawn I dreamed of wispy clouds, I had the time to wield and watched the regimented lines of cirrus ...
The General Prologue (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 10: Sudden Death (Conrad Aiken Poem)
'Number four-the girl who died on the table- The girl with golden hair-' The purpling body lies on the polished ...