Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
Poems about toe (31 Poems)
The Captain of the Push (Henry Lawson Poem)
As the night was falling slowly down on city, town and bush, From a slum in Jones's Alley sloped the ...
The Men That Fought at Minden (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time -- So was them that fought at Waterloo! ...
Middle Aged Lovers, II (Erica Jong Poem)
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
The School of Night (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
What did I study in your School of Night? When your mouth's first unfathomable yes Opened your body to be ...
THE FAIRIES (Robert Herrick Poem)
If ye will with Mab find grace, Set each platter in his place; Rake the fire up, and get Water ...
The Dance At The Phoenix (Thomas Hardy Poem)
To Jenny came a gentle youth From inland leazes lone; His love was fresh as apple-blooth By Parrett, Yeo, or ...
eight roundels (Rg Gregory Poem)
(roundel: variation of the rondeau consisting of three stanzas of three lines each, linked together with but two rhymes and ...
legs rivers and age (Rg Gregory Poem)
with landbound legs a wish for the easy flow of a river - not the clambering up crags to seek ...
When The Light Appears (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Lento You'll bare your bones you'll grow you'll pray you'll only know When the light appears, boy, when the light ...
Pittypat and Tippytoe (Eugene Field Poem)
All day long they come and go-- Pittypat and Tippytoe; Footprints up and down the hall, Playthings scattered on the ...
Long ago (Eugene Field Poem)
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees; For every flower I had a ...
The Pig (Roald Dahl Poem)
In England once there lived a big And wonderfully clever pig. To everybody it was plain That Piggy had a ...
Men with trivial scars (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We wear scars from our youth, trifling things reflecting those earnings from growing days, of battles raised and wounds worn ...
Eclogues (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
The Knight’s Song (Lewis Carroll Poems)
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
The White Knight’s Song (Lewis Carroll Poems)
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
The Aged Aged Man (Lewis Carroll Poem)
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
Snowbanks North of the House (Robert Bly Poem)
Those great sweeps of snow that stop suddenly six feet from the house ... Thoughts that go so far. The ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
132. Reply to a Trimming Epistle, received from a Tailor (Robert Burns Poem)
WHAT ails ye now, ye lousie bitch To thresh my back at sic a pitch? Losh, man! hae mercy wi' ...
Invitation To Miss Marianne Moore (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
Drake’s Drum (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round ...
Gentleness Stirred (Nimah Nawwab Poems)
Striding through the gates of learning, Wrapped warmly in her black abaya, Modestly cloaked head to toe, Not a hair ...
Snail Poem (Peter Orlovsky Poems)
Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired & handsome felt, Grave root pillow, tung ...
Modern Love X: But Where Began the Change (George Meredith Poems)
But where began the change; and what's my crime? The wretch condemned, who has not been arraigned, Chafes at his ...
Enigma (Thomas Moore Poems)
Come riddle-me-ree, come riddle-me-ree, And tell me, what my name may be. I am nearly one hundred and thirty years ...
The End Of The World (Archibald MacLeish Poems)
Quite unexpectedly, as Vasserot The armless ambidextrian was lighting A match between his great and second toe, And Ralph the ...
Examples (August 27) (David Lehman Poems)
The last Campbell's tomato soup can of the twentieth century is going to the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh That ...