There is a finished feeling (Emily Dickinson Poem)
There is a finished feeling Experienced at Graves -- A leisure of the Future -- A Wilderness of Size. By ...
Poems about wilderness (51 Poems)
Like eyes that looked on Wastes (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Like eyes that looked on Wastes -- Incredulous of Ought But Blank -- and steady Wilderness -- Diversified by Night ...
The Price Of Parting (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Will they be there for you when you die? Will they hold your hands and cry until you've breathed your ...
The Waipakihi (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Access Road Fifteen they named it this anonymous road to the Waipakihi where its brawling water becomes Tongariro. A moment's ...
The Winter Scene (Bliss Carman Poem)
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
Rivers of Canada (Bliss Carman Poem)
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay, They call me and call me to follow them away. ...
The New Omar (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan, A loaf of bread, a jug ...
The Sun Underfoot Among The Sundews (Amy Clampitt Poem)
An ingenuity too astonishing to be quite fortuitous is this bog full of sundews, sphagnum- lined and shaped like a ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Chaplinesque (Hart Crane Poem)
We will make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample ...
The Tent (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Only the stars endome the lonely camp, Only the desert leagues encompass it; Waterless wastes, a wilderness of wit, Embattled ...
The Garden of Janus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
The Tent (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Only the stars endome the lonely camp, Only the desert leagues encompass it; Waterless wastes, a wilderness of wit, Embattled ...
The Garden of Janus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Nightingale’s Nest (John Clare Poems)
Up this green woodland-ride let's softly rove, And list the nightingale- she dwells just here. Hush ! let the wood-gate ...
FAIRY TALE (Graham Burchell Poem)
I can scare children as the Victorians aimed to do even on an August beach tell a fairy tale one ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
I, or Someone Like Me (Marvin Bell Poem)
In a wilderness, in some orchestral swing through trees, with a wind playing all the high notes, and the prospect ...
The Student’s Serenade (Anne Bronte Poems)
I have slept upon my couch, But my spirit did not rest, For the labours of the day Yet my ...
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: ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Pater Filio (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
Sense with keenest edge unusèd, Yet unsteel'd by scathing fire; Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark ...
The Missionary (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
The Strange Lady (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Thanatopsis (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
A Forest Hymn (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...