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First Love by Stanley Kunitz.
At his incipient sun The ice of twenty winters broke, Crackling, in her eyes. Her mirroring, still mind, That held the world (made double) calm, Went fluid, and it ran. ... More poems about
Stanley Kunitz.
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The Last Tournament by Lord Alfred Tennyson.
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the yellowing woods, Danced like a withered leaf before the hall. ... More poems about
Lord Alfred Tennyson.
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Psalm 8 by Isaac Watts.
God's sovereignty and goodness.O Lord, our heav'nly King,Thy name is all divine;Thy glories round the earth are spread,And o'er the heav'ns they shine.When to thy works on highI raise my ... More poems about
Isaac Watts.
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Surprise Is Like A Thrilling Pungent by Emily Dickinson.
Surprise is like a thrilling -- pungent --Upon a tasteless meatAlone -- too acrid -- but combinedAn edible Delight. More poems about
Emily Dickinson.
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Solid Water by Raymond A Foss.
Like solid waterfirm under our feetso we are calledwalking on liquid wateras Peter did,to believe, in faith,to do the impossiblehearing a callheeding His wordsignoring the winds of doubtand walking boldlyas ... More poems about
Raymond A Foss.
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A HYMN TO LOVE by Robert Herrick.
I will confessWith cheerfulness,Love is a thing so likes me,That, let her layOn me all day,I'll kiss the hand that strikes me.I will not, I,Now blubb'ring cry,It, ah! too late ... More poems about
Robert Herrick.
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Wind Chill by Linda Pastan.
The door of winteris frozen shut, and like the bodiesof long extinct animals, cars lie abandoned whereverthe cold road has taken them. How ceremonious snow is,with what quiet severity it ... More poems about
Linda Pastan.
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NIGHT by Ruth Padel.
(published on BLINKING EYE, http://www.blinking-eye.co.uk/writer/padel2.html ) Then spoke the thunder, shattering the looming blackness of our national life. The rumble that breaks a spell of the dry season ... More poems about
Ruth Padel.
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Coquette Et Froide by Julia Ward Howe.
What is thy thought of me?What is thy feeling?Lov'st thou the veil of sense,Or its revealing?Leav'st thou the maiden roseDrooping and blushing,Or rend'st its bosom withKissing and crushing?I would be ... More poems about
Julia Ward Howe.
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The Sun Has Burst The Sky by Jenny Joseph.
The sun has burst the skyBecause I love youAnd the river its banks.The sea laps the great rocksBecause I love youAnd takes no heed of the moon dragging it awayAnd ... More poems about
Jenny Joseph.
