Adverse Effect (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pent-up question, crushed his swagger, confidence, bravado, the friendly banter, in the cool of reflection, for a moment, a ...
Poems about tip (32 Poems)
Dominion (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Over all the land, the sea, the skies the things that creeps, walks, swims, flies we were given dominion Groundkeepers, ...
A Dangerous Question (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
Willow Whips (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Snap of the willow whip chosen, just the right mix of thick branch, slender tip leave a few leaves at ...
Dew in the Morning – first try (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It is 7 am And the world awakes. There's dew in the morning. Every tip of the serrated Wild strawberry ...
Dew in the Morning – (Resurrection) (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dew in the morning Burst my slumber, stupor, coma Caught me from numbness, Unseeing eyes Dulled senses Forced sight, perception ...
Cicada Feet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Night Alone (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Bright noisy streets Unattached and watching The jazz, the sass, The Street, Bourbon Late April Thick with tourists Easy marks ...
Cicada Feet – Revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
High in the trees After subterranean slumber Your song exalts Summer heat I found you By the path Underfoot Alone ...
Menacing Insects (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A big fat black dirigible of a fly careening around the office buzzed me, like a test pilot and the ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
I. The Witch of Coös (Robert Frost Poem)
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
Mr. Mistoffelees (T. S. Eliot Poem)
You ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees! The Original Conjuring Cat-- (There can be no doubt about that). Please listen to ...
If You Only Knew (Robert Desnos Poem)
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
I tend my flowers for thee (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I tend my flowers for thee -- Bright Absentee! My Fuchsia's Coral Seams Rip -- while the Sower -- dreams ...
I can wade Grief (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of ...
An Afternoon (Raymond Carver Poem)
As he writes, without looking at the sea, he feels the tip of his pen begin to tremble. The tide ...
Take This Waltz (Leonard Cohen Poem)
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Hexameters (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Fit the Fourth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. "If only you'd spoken before! It's excessively awkward to mention ...
Fit the Eighth (Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Vanishing They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They ...
Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
Forgetfulness (Billy Collins Poem)
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, ...
The Innovator (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(A Pharaoh Speaks.) I said, "Why should a pyramid Stand always dully on its base? I'll change it! Let the ...
Part 8 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
A Lovers’ Quarrel (Robert Browning Poems)
I. Oh, what a dawn of day! How the March sun feels like May! All is blue again After last ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Crowride (A. R. Ammons Poem)
When the crow lands, the tip of the sprung spruce bough weighs so low, the system so friction-free, the bobbing ...