Off the Turnpike (Amy Lowell Poem)
Good ev'nin', Mis' Priest. I jest stepped in to tell you Good-bye. Yes, it's all over. All my things is ...
Poems about tipped (30 Poems)
Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
The Great Adventure of Max Breuck (Amy Lowell Poem)
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
The Fruit Shop (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-ribboned shoes; a muslin gown, High-waisted, girdled with bright blue; A straw poke bonnet which hid the frown She pluckered ...
The Poet’s Calendar (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Hiawatha And The Pearl-Feather (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
On the shores of Gitche Gumee, Of the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood Nokomis, the old woman, Pointing with her finger westward, ...
Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
Hiawatha’s Childhood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
The Last Rhyme of True Thomas (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The King has called for priest and cup, The King has taken spur and blade To dub True Thomas a ...
Flowers (Thomas Hood Poem)
I will not have the mad Clytie, Whose head is turned by the sun; The tulip is a courtly queen, ...
christmas in a box (Rg Gregory Poem)
the policeman on the streets found christmas in a box tipped it down a manhole it wasn't wearing socks a ...
on why it is necessary to talk kindly to frogs (Rg Gregory Poem)
i met a frog in my garden today lurking under a stone - it said there used to be a ...
owls and pussy cats and seven-year -old boys (Rg Gregory Poem)
owls and pussy cats can make up their minds to sail out to sea and even get married but they ...
Rose Pogonias (Robert Frost Poem)
A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider Than the trees around were tall; Where winds were quite ...
Sam’s Christmas Pudding (Marriott Edgar Poems)
It was Christmas Day in the trenches In Spain in Penninsular War, And Sam Small were cleaning his musket A ...
The Sompnour’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Says Mister Doojabs (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Well, eight months ago one clear cold day, I took a ramble up Broadway, And with my hands behind my ...
Lines Written In The Belief That The Ancient Roman Festival Of The Dead Was Called Ambarvalia (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Swings the way still by hollow and hill, And all the world's a song; "She's far," it sings me, "but ...
Medusa (Louise Bogan Poem)
I had come to the house, in a cave of trees, Facing a sheer sky. Everything moved, -- a bell ...
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 ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
The Lovers of the Poor (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
Saturday Night in the Parthenon (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
Tiny green birds skate over the surface of the room. A naked girl prepares a basin with steaming water, And ...
Goblin Market (Christina Rossetti Poems)
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
First Child … Second Child (Ogden Nash Poems)
FIRST Be it a girl, or one of the boys, It is scarlet all over its avoirdupois, It is red, ...
We Are Going (Oodgeroo Noonuccal Poems)
They came in to the little town A semi-naked band subdued and silent All that remained of their tribe. They ...
The Pangolin (Marianne Moore Poems)
Another armored animal--scale lapping scale with spruce-cone regularity until they form the uninterrupted central tail-row! This near artichoke with head ...
Red Dust (Philip Levine Poems)
This harpie with dry red curls talked openly of her husband, his impotence, his death, the death of her lover, ...
Sierra Kid (Philip Levine Poems)
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...