Frolic In The Snow (Eliza Lee Follen Poems)
The cock is crowing,The cows are lowing,The ducks are quarking,The dogs are barking,The ass is braying,The horse is neighing;Was there ...
Horse Poems (1188 Poems)
The Farm Yard (Eliza Lee Follen Poems)
The cock is crowing,The cows are lowing,The ducks are quarking,The dogs are barking,The ass is braying,The horse is neighing;Was there ...
Mist (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Between the grey hill and the skyThe chill west wind goes wandering byWhere mists upon the moorland lie,White as wool, ...
Sonnet LXXXVII: Death’s Songsters (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
When first that horse, within whose populous wombThe birth was death, o'ershadowed Troy with fate,Her elders, dubious of its Grecian ...
Dogs (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Spaniels are all very well,But they smell.Scalyhams deposit white hairsOn the chairs.Wire-hairs are all right,But they fight.(Which also applies to ...
Twilight On Union Street (Donald Grady Davidson Poems)
In the cool of morning Andrew Jackson came,A young man riding on a horse of flame,Tossed the reins to a ...
Spring Visit to Chien-Tang Lake (Bai JuYi Poems)
North of Solitary Mountain Templeand west of Chia Pavilionthe water's surface is flattenedby the wet feet of clouds.Early warblers dart ...
Swift Things are Beautiful (Elizabeth Coatsworth Poems)
Swift things are beautiful:Swallows and deer,And lightening that fallsBright-veined and clear,Rivers and meteors,Wind in the wheat,The strong-withered horse,The runner's sure ...
Somber Song (Ahmad Shamlu Poems)
In a leaden dawn the horseman stands silent, and the long mane of his horse is disheveled in the wind. ...
Lover’s Wine (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Today Space is fine!Like a horse mount this wine,without bridle, spurs, bit,for a heaven divine!We, two angels they torturewith merciless ...
Spring Travel (Chia Tao Poems)
Keeping on and on,a traveler gets farther, farther away;dust of the worldfollows an indefatigable horse.A traveler's feelingsafter the sun's rays ...
Guard-Duty (August Stramm Poems)
A star frightens the steeple crossa horse gasps smokeiron clanks drowsilymists spreadfearsstaring shiveringshivering cajolingwhisperingYou!(August Stramm)
The White Horse (David Herbert Lawrence Poem)
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on and the horse looks at him in ...
The Exeter Road (Amy Lowell Poem)
Panels of claret and blue which shine Under the moon like lees of wine. A coronet done in a golden ...
Afternoon Rain in State Street (Amy Lowell Poem)
Cross-hatchings of rain against grey walls, Slant lines of black rain In front of the up and down, wet stone ...
The Hammers (Amy Lowell Poem)
I Frindsbury, Kent, 1786 Bang! Bang! Tap! Tap-a-tap! Rap! All through the lead and silver Winter days, All through the ...
The Cross-Roads (Amy Lowell Poem)
A bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that ...
Lead Soldiers (Amy Lowell Poem)
The nursery fire burns brightly, crackling in cheerful little explosions and trails of sparks up the back of the chimney. ...
Roads (Amy Lowell Poem)
I know a country laced with roads, They join the hills and they span the brooks, They weave like a ...
The Grog-an’Grumble Steeplechase (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
Trooper Campbell (Henry Lawson Poem)
One day old Trooper Campbell Rode out to Blackman's Run, His cap-peak and his sabre Were glancing in the sun. ...
Marshall’s Mate (Henry Lawson Poems)
You almost heard the surface bake, and saw the gum-leaves turn -- You could have watched the grass scorch brown ...
The Man Who Raised Charlestown (Henry Lawson Poem)
They were hanging men in Buckland who would not cheer King George - The parson from his pulpit and the ...
The Sliprails And The Spur (Henry Lawson Poem)
The colours of the setting sun Withdrew across the Western land- He raised the sliprails, one by one, And shot ...
Taking His Chance (Henry Lawson Poem)
They stood by the door of the Inn on the Rise; May Carney looked up in the bushranger's eyes: `Oh! ...
The Fire At Ross’s Farm (Henry Lawson Poems)
The squatter saw his pastures wide Decrease, as one by one The farmers moving to the west Selected on his ...
The Old Bark School (Henry Lawson Poem)
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards (Henry Lawson Poem)
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
Lament For Ignacio Sanchez Mejias (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Romance Son?mbulo (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...