Since Then (Henry Lawson Poem)
I met Jack Ellis in town to-day -- Jack Ellis -- my old mate, Jack -- Ten years ago, from ...
Poems about tank (31 Poems)
In the Storm that is to come (Henry Lawson Poem)
By our place in the midst of the furthest seas we were fated to stand alone - When the nations ...
Past Carin’ (Henry Lawson Poems)
Now up and down the siding brown The great black crows are flyin', And down below the spur, I know, ...
Out Back (Henry Lawson Poem)
The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought, The cheque was spent that the ...
Two Months (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
June No hope, no change! The clouds have shut us in, And through the cloud the sullen Sun strikes down ...
The Moon of Other Days (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Beneath the deep veranda's shade, When bats begin to fly, I sit me down and watch -- alas! -- Another ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
the singing dog (Rg Gregory Poem)
when the dog began to sing the people ran amok a man shinned up a flagpole a woman chewed her ...
Cold Morning (Eamon Grennan Poem)
Through an accidental crack in the curtain I can see the eight o'clock light change from charcoal to a faint ...
In Back Of The Real (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
railroad yard in San Jose I wandered desolate in front of a tank factory and sat on a bench near ...
Couldn’t Stop, Couldn’t Wait (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
His body toned, thin like a runner short, tank top good running shoes coming toward me through the village passing ...
Peering In (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Five small bodies, looking away from the playground green grass, bright perfect blue sky peering in, hands cupped to the ...
A Six Year Old Singing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A happy, loving, six year old singing for the joy of it greeting the day, this morning Not sure who ...
The Wind out my Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The oak tree's leaves didn't stand a chance under the glowering gray sky today they were more than just rustling ...
Into the Water (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Down he fell, trusting, falling backward into the tank, immersed by the waves down into the cleansing waters of the ...
Crouched (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like a human version, a young human version, of the famous jumping frog Calaveras County, or some other locale she ...
Surfacing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She surfaced before me ready for the flash the pose of the picture I took a creature of the deep ...
Gage (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little man Newly five years old Devil in your blue eyes, Sly smile and infectious laugh Sharing candy with me, ...
Bad Boy Google (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Bully of the playground Terror of the tank To them it is no fun at all to him it is ...
George and the Dragon (Marriott Edgar Poem)
I'll tell you the tale of an old country pub As fancied itself up to date, It had the word ...
Sky Harbor (Norman Dubie Poem)
The flock of pigeons rises over the roof, and just beyond them, the shimmering asphalt fields gather their dull colored ...
Vergissmeinnicht (Keith Douglas Poem)
Three weeks gone and the combatants gone returning over the nightmare ground we found the place again, and found the ...
Under Siege (Mahmoud Darwish Poem)
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
Worthy Places (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
The Palace of Humbug (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humor Number 1 I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, And each damp thing that ...
From A German War Primer (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
AMONGST THE HIGHLY PLACED It is considered low to talk about food. The fact is: they have Already eaten. The ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Soliloquy Of The Spanish Cloister (Robert Browning Poem)
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
Alone (Deborah Ager Poem)
Over the fence, the dead settle in for a journey. Nine o'clock. You are alone for the first time today. ...