Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
Poems about worried (31 Poems)
Delicatessen (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
Why is that wanton gossip Fame So dumb about this man's affairs? Why do we titter at his name Who ...
The Comforters (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Until thy feet have trod the Road Advise not wayside folk, Nor till thy back has borne the Load Break ...
Sudden Things (Donald Hall Poem)
A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees ...
Patience (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
Patience is that knot you get in your stomach, When you feel anxious and worried. It's that thought you think, ...
The Walk (Gary R. Ferris Poem)
One day while I was walking, All worried, with fear and lost; I thought of things I had done, And ...
Betrayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The betrayer at the table with him worried about the costly nard stealing from the purse selfish, controlling believing in ...
The Enormity of Their Suffering (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Utter devastation the loss of their nation nothing will be the safe for many years to come The enormity of ...
Do Not Be Worried (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The words of Christ speaking to us each of us hearing his words just for us Do not be worried ...
Living as if Believing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Why so timid worried about tomorrow enough to worry cares of today But living as if believing differently, with confidence ...
Found (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Into the fold found after looking returning to the arms of our worried parent Joy in the finding and being ...
Fullness of Life (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not worried about our daily bread sitting in the presence of God trusting in him alone following his heavenly call ...
In God Shall We Rest (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Our thanks, our praise in God shall we rest; storing up in heaven not worried about our days here on ...
What of Our Neighbor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In our pursuits, our drive seeking and following society's call what of our neighbors, their real needs unmet While we ...
A Hard Winter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Well, they talk of woolly-bear caterpillars which is it, wide brown or wide orange stripes or maybe it is when ...
Struggle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
Stalk Me (Maggie Estep Poem)
Liner Notes - (from Love Is A Dog From Hell) My friend Jenny is really worried that people are going ...
Mr. Apollinax (T. S. Eliot Poem)
WHEN Mr. Apollinax visited the United States His laughter tinkled among the teacups. I thought of Fragilion, that shy figure ...
Four Quartets 3: The Dry Salvages (T. S. Eliot Poem)
(The Dry Salvages-presumably les trois sauvages-is a small group of rocks, with a beacon, off the N.E. coast of Cape ...
Ash Wednesday (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
Sex With A Famous Poet (Denise Duhamel Poem)
I had sex with a famous poet last night and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I ...
Severer Service of myself (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Severer Service of myself I -- hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind -- ...
Nero’s Term (Constantine P. Cavafy Poems)
Nero was not worried when he heard the prophecy of the Delphic Oracle. "Let him fear the seventy three years." ...
First We Take Manhattan (Leonard Cohen Poem)
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm ...
Why I Went To The Foot (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Was ever a maiden so worried? I'll admit I am partial to Jim, For Jimmie has promised to wed me ...
Dream Song 136: While his wife earned the living, Rabbi Henry (John Berryman Poem)
While his wife earned the living, Rabbi Henry studied the Torah, writing commentaries more likely to be burnt than printed. ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
An Almost Made Up Poem (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny they are small, ...
Manners (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
Big Night On The Town (Charles Bukowski Poems)
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...