Leon (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He walked the streets of the old mill town long past the heyday of his life heavy soles on his ...
Poems about vacant (36 Poems)
Gossamer Bags (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Gossamer bags Clutched in the treetops Drink the morning dew Glisten in the early light Tent caterpillar homes, now vacant ...
Mr. Dana, of the New York Sun (Eugene Field Poem)
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81 A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York ...
Etienne de la Boéce (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
I serve you not, if you I follow, Shadow-like, o'er hill and hollow, And bend my fancy to your leading, ...
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, ...
Preludes (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I THE WINTER evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. ...
Gerontion (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, ...
1. Faith (Mark Doty Poem)
"I've been having these awful dreams, each a little different, though the core's the same- we're walking in a field, ...
A Legend of Service (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
It pleased the Lord of Angels (praise His name!) To hear, one day, report from those who came With pitying ...
At leisure is the Soul (Emily Dickinson Poem)
At leisure is the Soul That gets a Staggering Blow -- The Width of Life -- before it spreads Without ...
Ah, that Murphy girl (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Let's talk about the weather then, would that help you take your ease? Gossip is so rare from you the ...
Drug Trial (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Everyone has their own peculiar price, not quantifiable in currency. When my hypodermic grazed your vein, you confessed yours. ...
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
February (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Hexameters (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
William, my teacher, my friend ! dear William and dear Dorothea ! Smooth out the folds of my letter, and ...
Love’s Apparition and Evanishment: An Allegoric Romance (Samuel Coleridge Poems)
Like a lone Arab, old and blind, Some caravan had left behind, Who sits beside a ruin'd well, Where the ...
The Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
To A Young Ass (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppress?d race! I love the languid patience of thy ...
This Lime-Tree Bower, My Prison (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
I walked in a desert (Stephen Crane Poem)
I walked in a desert. And I cried, "Ah, God, take me from this place!" A voice said, "It is ...
Punctuality (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Man Naturally loves delay, And to procrastinate; Business put off from day to day Is always done to late. Let ...
The Watch (Michael Burch Poem)
Moonlight spills down vacant sills, illuminates an empty bed. Dreams lie in crates. One hand creates wan silver circles, left ...
Self Communion (Anne Bronte Poem)
'The mist is resting on the hill; The smoke is hanging in the air; The very clouds are standing still: ...
Frances (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
SHE will not sleep, for fear of dreams, But, rising, quits her restless bed, And walks where some beclouded beams ...
The Teacher’s Monologue (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Death (Emily Bronte Poem)
Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's ...
Failure (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Because God put His adamantine fate Between my sullen heart and its desire, I swore that I would burst the ...
Ghosts of a Lunatic Asylum (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...