The Enamel Girl (Genevieve Taggard Poems)
Fearful of beauty, I always went Timidly indifferent: Dainty, hesitant, taking in Just what was tiniest and thin; Careful not ...
Poems about trinkets (21 Poems)
Mrs. Williams (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I was the millinerTalked about, lied about,Mother of Dora,Whose strange disappearanceWas charged to her rearing.My eye quick to beautySaw much ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
The Sacrifice of Er-Heb (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Er-Heb beyond the Hills of Ao-Safai Bears witness to the truth, and Ao-Safai Hath told the men of Gorukh. Thence ...
Middle Passage (Robert Hayden Poem)
I Jesús, Estrella, Esperanza, Mercy: Sails flashing to the wind like weapons, sharks following the moans the fever and the ...
Finding Treasures (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A smile coming on their face a stranger remembering a time, a place something that catches their eye a special ...
In Common (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Part of the puzzle the confusion of our spirits competition for success measured in our wealth the things, the possessions ...
All of Our Treasure (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of our treasure all our possessions all of the things that get in the way Our savior's message to ...
Shopping for Gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Little baubles, trinkets, t-shirts, something for my girls, for my baby. Mementos, toys, things Little gifts for them from the ...
A Moth the hue of this (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Moth the hue of this Haunts Candles in Brazil. Nature's Experience would make Our Reddest Second pale. Nature is ...
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago -- And now she turns Her perfect ...
I robbed the Woods (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I robbed the Woods -- The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses My fantasy to ...
Simple pleasures that you bring (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Do you mind if I write a few lines for you tonight? I'm fuelled for sure, perhaps a bit ebullient, ...
A little ink more or less! (Stephen Crane Poem)
A little ink more or less! I surely can't matter? Even the sky and the opulent sea, The plains and ...
When You Come (Maya Angelou Poem)
When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, ...
The Letters (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Still on the tower stood the vane, A black yew gloomed the stagnant air, I peered athwart the chancel pane ...
Phillis, Or, the Progress of Love (Jonathan Swift Poems)
Desponding Phillis was endu'd With ev'ry Talent of a Prude, She trembled when a Man drew near; Salute her, and ...
Tulips (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in I am ...
Mrs. Williams (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
I was the milliner Talked about, lied about, Mother of Dora, Whose strange disappearance Was charged to her rearing. My ...
The Spooniad (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
Call It Music (Philip Levine Poems)
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...