The Painted Ceiling (Amy Lowell Poem)
My Grandpapa lives in a wonderful house With a great many windows and doors, There are stairs that go up, ...
Poems about tumble (31 Poems)
A Japanese Wood-Carving (Amy Lowell Poem)
High up above the open, welcoming door It hangs, a piece of wood with colours dim. Once, long ago, it ...
The Poets Of The Tomb (Henry Lawson Poem)
The world has had enough of bards who wish that they were dead, 'Tis time the people passed a law ...
Poor Honest Men (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Your jar of Virginny Will cost you a guinea, Which you reckon too much by five shillings or ten; But ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The Maple (Bob Hicok Poem)
The Maple is a system of posture for wood. A way of not falling down for twigs that happens to ...
London Voluntaries IV: Out of the Poisonous East (William Ernest Henley Poem)
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
Waterfalls of Jack and a soft shoe shuffle (R.George Poem)
The following is based on true events: (Part One) 493 guests were watching people searching their Gmail flirting in chats, ...
Not Fear (Rafael Guillen Poem)
Not fear. Maybe, out there somewhere, the possibility of fear; the wall that might tumble down, because it's for sure ...
What Now (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The picture on the bulletin the devastation caught in miniature a handful of people standing before a bit of rubble ...
Snow Flurries (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
There were snow flurries in the air today early for my liking, snow flurries coming in small singular spirals, falling ...
The Sugar-Plum Tree (Eugene Field Poem)
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree? 'T is a marvel of great renown! It blooms on the shore ...
Little miss brag (Eugene Field Poem)
Little Miss Brag has much to say To the rich little lady from over the way And the rich little ...
On The Death Of Dr. Benjamin Franklin (Philip Freneau Poem)
Thus, some tall tree that long hath stood The glory of its native wood, By storms destroyed, or length of ...
The Magic Cup (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE worst of ills, with jealousy compared, Are trifling torments ev'ry where declared. IMAGINE, to yourself a silly fool, To ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
An Apology for my fearfull temper (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Ghost House (Robert Frost Poem)
I DWELL in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the ...
Alphonso Of Castile (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (excerpts) (Michael Drayton Poem)
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
The lonesome for they know not What (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The lonesome for they know not What -- The Eastern Exiles -- be -- Who strayed beyond the Amber line ...
It troubled me as once I was — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It troubled me as once I was -- For I was once a Child -- Concluding how an Atom -- ...
A stagnant pleasure like a Pool (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A stagnant pleasure like a Pool That lets its Rushes grow Until they heedless tumble in And make the Water ...
The Sea (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things -a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but ...
A Sea Dirge (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three-- That I hate, but the ...
Holy-Cross Day (Robert Browning Poem)
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
In Every Direction (Ralph Angel Poem)
As if you actually died in that dream and woke up dead. Shadows of untangling vines tumble toward the ceiling. ...
Then (Philip Levine Poems)
A solitary apartment house, the last one before the boulevard ends and a dusty road winds its slow way out ...