Another Threshold (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Another threshold, another door, another world, to explore. Going out to serve to preach, to share to bring your word ...
Poems about threshold (42 Poems)
Her Achievement (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For some, a piece of paper a momentary achievement for her, a different moment, importance to the day. A wall, ...
Before the Committee (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She will be there, standing before the committee telling her story, the path that brought her there before those who ...
Blood on the Lintels (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Blood shed in fulfillment, willingly spilled for us spread blood of the lamb Blood on the lintels, the threshold, the ...
Our Big Day (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All starched and primped we were quite a sight, marching into the courthouse hand in hand, we walked waiting to ...
Winfreda (Eugene Field Poem)
(A BALLAD IN THE ANGLO-SAXON TONGUE) When to the dreary greenwood gloam Winfreda's husband strode that day, The fair Winfreda ...
The Census-Taker (Robert Frost Poem)
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
To Live (Paul Eluard Poem)
We both have our hands to give Take mine I shall lead you afar I have lived several times my ...
Inscriptions for a Friend’s House (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
THE HOUSE The cornerstone in Truth is laid, The guardian walls of Honour made, The roof of Faith is built ...
The Robin is a Gabriel (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Robin is a Gabriel In humble circumstances -- His Dress denotes him socially, Of Transport's Working Classes -- He ...
We, The Living (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We, the living, buried deep in selfish grief strive to comprehend the passing of your hour, minds are numbed, aghast ...
Share of obligation (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
If the debate rages in the pages of the news today then I'm confused, I've searched and found no evidence. ...
Touched my family (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
8 Fragments For Kurt Cobain (Jim Carroll Poem)
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
Syrinx (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Like the foghorn that's all lung, the wind chime that's all percussion, like the wind itself, that's merely air in ...
To Brooklyn Bridge (Hart Crane Poem)
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
Long Odds (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
Long Odds (Aleister Crowley Poem)
How many million galaxies there are Who knows? and each has countless stars in it, And each rolls through eternities ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
The Future (Leonard Cohen Poem)
Give me back my broken night my mirrored room, my secret life it's lonely here, there's no one left to ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Passer-By, These Are Words (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
Passer-by, these are words. But instead of reading I want you to listen: to this frail Voice like that of ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
The Letter (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Quarantine (Eavan Boland Poem)
In the worst hour of the worst season of the worst year of a whole people a man set out ...