Waterfall by Lauris Dorothy Edmond I do not ask for youth, nor for delay in the rising of time’s irreversible river that takes the jewelled arc of the waterfall in which I glimpse, minute by glinting minute, all that I…
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The Man in the Glass
The Man in the Glass by Dale Wimbrow When you get what you want in your struggle for self And the world makes you king for a day Just go to the mirror and look at yourself And see what…
Sonnet 151
Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is by William Shakespeare Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not, conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest…
Holding Hands
Holding Hands by Lenore M. Link Elephants walking Along the trails Are holding hands By holding tails. Trunks and tails Are handy things When elephants walk In circus rings. Elephants work And elephants play And elephants walk And feel so…
A Litany for Survival
A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde For those of us who live at the shoreline standing upon the constant edges of decision crucial and alone for those of us who cannot indulge the passing dreams of choice who love…
The Bluebird
The Bluebird by Charles Bukowski there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you. there’s a bluebird in my…
Spring
Spring by Gerard Manley Hopkins Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring The…
All along the Watchtower
All along the Watchtower by Bob Dylan There must be some kind of way outta here Said the joker to the thief There’s too much confusion I can’t get no relief Business men, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my…
A Valentine
A Valentine by Edgar Allan Poe For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes, Brightly expressive as the twins of Loeda, Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader. Search narrowly…
Sweeney Among The Nightingales
Sweeney among the Nightingales by T. S. Eliot Apeneck Sweeney spread his knees Letting his arms hang down to laugh, The zebra stripes along his jaw Swelling to maculate giraffe. The circles of the stormy moon Slide westward toward the…
Sonnet 106
Sonnet 106: When in the Chronicle of Wasted Time by William Shakespeare When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,…
Sonnet 75
Sonnet 75: So are you to my thoughts as food to life by William Shakespeare So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season’d showers are to the ground; And for the peace of you I…
Hanging Fire
Hanging Fire by Audre Lorde I am fourteen and my skin has betrayed me the boy I cannot live without still sucks his thumb in secret how come my knees are always so ashy what if I die before morning…
Speech: Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow
Speech: Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow by William Shakespeare Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to…
Splendour in the Grass
Splendour in the Grass by William Wordsworth What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the…
Life is but a Dream
Life is but a Dream by Lewis Carroll A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear, Pleased a simple tale to hear Long has…
America
America by Claude McKay Although she feeds me bread of bitterness, And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth, Stealing my breath of life, I will confess I love this cultured hell that tests my youth. Her vigor flows like…
Sonnet 17: Who Will Believe My Verse in Time to Come
Sonnet 17: Who Will Believe My Verse in Time to Come By William Shakespeare Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as…
Sonnet 16: But Wherefore Do Not You a Mightier Way
Sonnet 16: But Wherefore Do Not You a Mightier Way By William Shakespeare But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time? And fortify your self in your decay With means more blessed than…
Sonnet 10: For shame deny that thou bear’st love to any
Sonnet 10: For shame deny that thou bear’st love to any By William Shakespeare For shame deny that thou bear’st love to any, Who for thy self-art so unprovident. Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many, But that…