Ailsie, My Bairn (Eugene Field Poem)
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,-- Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I ...
Poems about wounded (45 Poems)
The Grindstone (Robert Frost Poem)
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
The Wounded Breakfast (Russell Edson Poem)
A huge shoe mounts up from the horizon, squealing and grinding forward on small wheels, even as a man sitting ...
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, ...
Yes (Denise Duhamel Poem)
According to Culture Shock: A Guide to Customs and Etiquette of Filipinos, when my husband says yes, he could also ...
Sonnet XXXVI: Thou Purblind Boy (Michael Drayton Poem)
Cupid Conjured Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me, ...
Under Siege (Mahmoud Darwish Poem)
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
The Oxford Thrushes (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
FEBRUARY, 1917 I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear, Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable ...
Jeanne d’Arc Returns (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
1914-1916 What hast thou done, O womanhood of France, Mother and daughter, sister, sweetheart, wife, What hast thou done, amid ...
A Wounded Deer — leaps highest (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest -- I've heard the Hunter tell -- 'Tis but the Ecstasy of death -- ...
Something to shout about (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
The Bandaged Shoulder (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen. But there was probably another ...
The Towers of Time (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven courts ...
Heccar and Gaira (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
The Dirge of Wallace (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When Scotland's great Regent, our warrior most dear, The debt of his nature did pay, T' was Edward, the cruel, ...
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 ...
When a people reach the top of a hill, (Stephen Crane Poem)
When a people reach the top of a hill, Then does God lean toward them, Shortens tongues and lengthens arms. ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
What Forgotten Realm? (Alain Bosquet Poem)
Let me introduce to you my poetry: it's an island flying from book to book searching for the page where ...
Dark Night (Frank Bidart Poem)
(John of the Cross) In a dark night, when the light burning was the burning of love (fortuitous night, fated, ...
Prologue (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 To sing of Wars, of Captains, and of Kings, 2 Of Cities founded, Common-wealths begun, 3 For my mean ...
The Hemp (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
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 ...
THE SEVEN OLD MEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
THE IRREPARABLE (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
AN we suppress the old Remorse Who bends our heart beneath his stroke, Who feeds, as worms feed on the ...
Incident Of The French Camp (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our ...
The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Requiem (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...