Poems yet to be categorised
- Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my earby Sheldon Allan Silverstein 26 lines, 2 comments - One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,by Sheldon Allan Silverstein 25 lines, 1 comment - Eyes that last I saw in tears
Through divisionby T S Eliot 16 lines, 1 comment - The moon is up, the stars are bright.
the wind is fresh and free!by Alfred Noyes 25 lines, 2 comments - All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar, -
And this way the water comes down at Lodore.by Robert Southey 121 lines, 2 comments - [An ancient Mariner meeteth three Gallants bidden to a wedding-feast, and detaineth one.]
It is an ancient Mariner,by Samuel Taylor Coleridge 901 lines, 6 comments - WHERE the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet,
Through echoing forest and echoing street,by Sarojini Naidu 12 lines - A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
No better friendship is found anywhere,by Edgar Albert Guest 18 lines, 1 comment - Did Fear and Danger so perplex your Mind,
As made you fearful of the Whistling Wind?by Phillis Wheatley 25 lines - Sleep on, sleep on, another hour —
I would not break so calm a sleep,by Edgar Allan Poe 20 lines, 13 comments - of Italian women
who squeeze eggplantsby Ernesto Trejo 11 lines, 6 comments - The murmurs ebb; onto the stage I enter.
I am trying, standing in the door,by Boris Pasternak 18 lines, 1 comment - Bill Jones, who goes to school with me,
Is the saddest boy I ever see.by Edgar Albert Guest 42 lines - When the moon is born in the east,
And the white rooftops drift asleepby Nizar Qabbani 79 lines - Let others probe the mystery if they can.
Time-harried prisoners of Shall and Will--by Theodore Roethke 19 lines, 14 comments - If the year is meditating a suitable gift,
I should like it to be the attitudeby Judith Wright 22 lines, 1 comment - Mi sombra va silenciosa
por el agua de la acecia.by Federico Garcia Lorca 25 lines, 1 comment - A certain yaksha who had been negligent in the execution of his own duties,
on account of a curse from his master which was to be endured for a year andby Kalidasa 155 lines, 1 comment - I conquer the world with words,
conquer the mother tongue,by Nizar Qabbani 12 lines, 1 comment - I went into a house, and it wasn't a house,
It has big steps and a great big hall;by A.A. Milne 26 lines, 2 comments - Genius, like gold and precious stones,
is chiefly prized because of its rarity.by Mark Twain 41 lines, 2 comments - I roast in the sun, old wretch...
I lie, and yawn, I stretch.by Julian Tuwim 11 lines, 1 comment - Why run the crowd? What means the throng
That rushes fast the streets along?by Friedrich von Schiller 300 lines, 1 comment - There are sparkles of rain on the bright
Hair over your forehead;by Kenneth Rexroth 16 lines, 2 comments - The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie,
Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries,by Percy Bysshe Shelley 46 lines, 2 comments
