The Word in the Flesh (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Words, words that can hurt words of wisdom, of healing, of guidance, to live our lives but The Word, now ...
Poems about stubborn (49 Poems)
Wisdom and Our Folly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
So hard to grapple with the folly of our choices the stubborn march to dismay, destruction the lost souls of ...
The Impossible Thing (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A DEMON, blacker in his skin than heart, So great a charm was prompted to impart; To one in love, ...
To A Husband (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
This is to the crown and blessing of my life, The much loved husband of a happy wife; To him ...
On The Hurricane (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Growltiger’s Last Stand (T. S. Eliot Poems)
GROWLTIGER was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge; In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed ...
Metro North (Mark Doty Poem)
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
Dickeyville Grotto (Mark Doty Poem)
The priest never used blueprints, but worked all the many designs out of his head. Father Wilerus, transplanted Alsatian, built ...
To My Dear Friend Mr. Congreve On His Commedy Call’d The Double Dealer (John Dryden Poems)
Well then; the promis'd hour is come at last; The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Religio Laici (John Dryden Poem)
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
Some we see no more, Tenements of Wonder (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Some we see no more, Tenements of Wonder Occupy to us though perhaps to them Simpler are the Days than ...
Pumpkins in our time (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
No further slice of me (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Enduring an inguinal hernia repair can drive you to despair, it is a monumental nonsense; in my defence I hadn't ...
Camping in a kitchen (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
To say we've done it all before is not to bend the truth and though we've lost our youth the ...
An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul’s, Dr. John (Thomas Carew Poems)
Can we not force from widow'd poetry, Now thou art dead (great Donne) one elegy To crown thy hearse? Why ...
To the Name above every Name, the Name of Jesus (Richard Crashaw Poem)
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
A Hermit Thrush (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
The Heart Healed and Changed by Mercy (William Cowper Poem)
Sin enslaved me many years, And led me bound and blind; Till at length a thousand fears Came swarming o'er ...
The Atheist (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
Hymn to Pan (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Arhan (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
The Atheist (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Nor thou, Habib, nor I are glad, when rosy limbs and sweat entwine; But rapture drowns the sense and self, ...
Hymn to Pan (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O man ! My man ! Come careering out of the night Of ...
Arhan (Aleister Crowley Poem)
When the chill of earth black-breasted is uplifted at the glance Of the red sun million-crested, and the forest blossoms ...
Democracy (Leonard Cohen Poem)
It's coming through a hole in the air, from those nights in Tiananmen Square. It's coming from the feel that ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
ABOUT WHAT RUNS AWAY (Luis Benitez Poem)
To think that Spinoza died polishing eyeglasses. That Blake got tired at a printer's shop waiting for that day's conversation ...
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 ...