A Calendar of Sonnets: August (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Silence again. The glorious symphony Hath need of pause and interval of peace. Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds ...
Poems about symphony (28 Poems)
Cut with safety scissors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The shape of the ferns rounded, lobed edges paper-bag-brown damp in their drying frost turning to vapor rising in the ...
Tart to the taste (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The ripe apples snapping in my mouth the fresh juice tart to the taste hungry for the sharp cheddar pungent ...
Finding Our Instrument (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Knowing we belong not knowing our part yet into the orchestra feeling your calling the Spirit deep within Humble, waiting ...
Dancing Light (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Hot summer eve watching by the lawn, the field dancing light in the grasses the fireflies showing their finery climbing ...
Singing with Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each of us in our turn joining our voices, our hearts singing with creation a song of praise to God ...
The Symphony of Pentecost (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The symphony of Pentecost many voices singing, playing, proclaiming the same melody each playing a special part the different voices, ...
voices in the crowd (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
God's message, the singular good news told simultaneously, a cacophony, a symphony of voices, as if birds singing on a ...
Heavy Drops (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I heard the heavy drops falling individually, thump, thump, a staccato symphony onto the hard-tack ground the thin dirt, no ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
Hymn of Joy (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
To the music of Beethoven's ninth symphony Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love; Hearts unfold ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn? (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to ...
Kubla Khan (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man ...
Another Reason Why I Don’t Keep A Gun In The House (Billy Collins Poems)
The neighbors' dog will not stop barking. He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark that he barks every time ...
The Twenty Hoss-Power Shay (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
You have heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred ...
Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthadox to the west. she is dark of ...
The House Of Dust: Introduction (Conrad Aiken Poem)
THE HOUSE OF DUST A Symphony BY CONRAD AIKEN To Jessie NOTE . . . Parts of this poem have ...
Rain (Charles Bukowski Poems)
a symphony orchestra. there is a thunderstorm, they are playing a Wagner overture and the people leave their seats under ...
We Are Made One With What We Touch and See (Oscar Wilde Poem)
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
Ambrosia Arbor (N. K. Osho Poems)
Thousandfold flowers unfetters fragrance. Thousandfold powers dowers Deliverance. All frith flowers adore thine aubade! All Ambrosia audacious attunes along cascade! ...
Elijah Browning (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I was among multitudes of children Dancing at the foot of a mountain. A breeze blew out of the east ...
Paradise Lost: Book 03 (John Milton Poems)
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
The Hymn (John Milton Poems)
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
Hymn on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity (John Milton Poems)
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Invocation To The Muses (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Read by the poet at The Public Ceremonial of The Naional Institute of Arts and Letters at Carnegie Hall, New ...
Petit, The Poet (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, like mites in a quarrel-- Faint iambics that the ...
How a Little Girl Sang (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Ah, she was music in herself, A symphony of joyousness. She sang, she sang from finger tips, From every tremble ...