Drivebys (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Poems about wondering (51 Poems)
Drivebys – revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Plans (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For the future for after taking shape buzz in the halls - Do you know what you're doing? Do you ...
Stranger (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A stranger Down the street On the roof No more In the air - out in space Tacked to the ...
Wish upon a sunset (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pastel colors Watercolors Brushed on the sky Nature's palette Fan brush and wash With foreground and background Drawing shadows Before ...
Thinking Cog (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Why she asked Innocent, or was it? Cringe of every curmudgeon Fear of every manager Like Charlie in Modern Times ...
Between (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Between melancholy and disquiet a brooding cloud of the restless soul pacing the floor, wondering the next steps, on a ...
Summons (Robert Francis Poem)
Keep me from going to sleep too soon Or if I go to sleep too soon Come wake me up. ...
The Bonfire (Robert Frost Poem)
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
Asparagus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Mr. Ramsbottom went to the races, A thing as he'd ne'er done before, And as luck always follers beginners, Won ...
Account Of A Visit From St. Nicholas (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
Portrait of a Lady (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
Yes (Denise Duhamel Poem)
According to Culture Shock: A Guide to Customs and Etiquette of Filipinos, when my husband says yes, he could also ...
Song For Saint Cecilia’s Day, 1687 (John Dryden Poems)
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay And could ...
The Vain King (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
In robes of Tyrian blue the King was drest, A jewelled collar shone upon his breast, A giant ruby glittered ...
The Black Birds (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
As if I asked a common Alms (Emily Dickinson Poem)
As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, ...
I have a King, who does not speak (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I have a King, who does not speak -- So -- wondering -- thro' the hours meek I trudge the ...
Hidden dangers (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Which things excited you the most when you were young, can you recall the pleasures they would bring? Indulge yourself, ...
On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
A Hedge Of Rubber Trees (Amy Clampitt Poem)
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
Jesus Hasting to Suffer (William Cowper Poem)
The Saviour, what a noble flame Was kindled in his breast, When hasting to Jerusalem, He march'd before the rest. ...
There was crimson clash of war. (Stephen Crane Poem)
There was crimson clash of war. Lands turned black and bare; Women wept; Babes ran, wondering. There came one who ...
Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Echoes (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Lady Clara Vere de Vere Was eight years old, she said: Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread. ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey’s Version Of “Three Blind Mice” (Billy Collins Poems)
And I start wondering how they came to be blind. If it was congenital, they could be brothers and sister, ...
Dinner at the Who’s Who (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poems)
amidst swirling wine and flickers of silver guests quote Dante, Brecht, Kant and each other. I wait in the hall ...
The Burning of the Leaves (Laurence Binyon Poem)
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
Risus Dei (Thomas Edward Brown Poem)
Methinks in Him there dwells alway A sea of laughter very deep, Where the leviathans leap, And little children play, ...