The Dream By Unknown Author Dear love, for nothing less than thee Would I have broken this happy dream; It was a theme For reason, much too strong for fantasy, Therefore thou wak’dst me wisely; yet My dream thou broke…
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Christmas Bells
Christmas Bells I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of…
Casey at the Bat
Casey at the Bat The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play, And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A…
Sonnet XXXVIII
Sonnet XXXVIII How can my muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into my verse Thine own sweet argument, too excellent For every vulgar paper to rehearse? O! give thyself the thanks, if aught in me…
On the Ning Nang Nong
On the Ning Nang Nong By Spike Milligan On the Ning Nang Nong Where the cows go Bong! and the monkeys all say BOO! There’s a Nong Nang Ning Where the trees go Ping! And the teapots jibber jabber joo.…
The Manhunt
The Manhunt After the first phase, after passionate nights and intimate days, only then would he let me trace the frozen river that ran through his face, only then would he let me explore the blown hinge of his lower…
Counter Attack
Counter Attack By Siegfried Sassoon We’d gained our first objective hours before While dawn broke like a face with blinking eyes, Pallid, unshaven and thirsty, blind with smoke. Things seemed all right at first. We held their line, With bombers…
Pippa’s Song
This heartfelt composition invites readers to spread optimism, compassion, and delight across the globe. It opens with an uplifting introduction emphasizing the power of affection and hope to inspire those around us. The author invites the audience to share this…
The Cry of The Children
The Cry of The Children By Elizabeth Barrett Browning “Pheu pheu, ti prosderkesthe m ommasin, tekna;” [Alas, alas, why do you gaze at me with your eyes, my children.] —Medea. Do you hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Before…
Shooting Stars
Shooting Stars By Carol Ann Duffy After I no longer speak they break our fingers to salvage my wedding ring. Rebecca Rachel Ruth Aaron Emmanuel David, stars on all our brows beneath the gaze of men with guns. Mourn for…
London Bridge Is Falling Down
London Bridge Is Falling Down London Bridge is falling down, Falling down, falling down, London Bridge is falling down, My fair lady. Build it up with wood and clay, Wood and clay, wood and clay, Build it up with wood…
Goosey Goosey Gander
Goosey Goosey Gander Nursery rhyme Goosey goosey gander, Whither shall I wander? Upstairs and downstairs And in my lady’s chamber. There I met an old man Who wouldn’t say his prayers, So I took him by his left leg And…
Equality
Equality Attributed to Maya Angelou You declare you see me dimly through a glass that will not shine, though I stand before you boldly, trim in rank and marking time. You do not hear me faintly as a whisper out…
Mock Orange
Mock Orange By Louise Glück It is not the moon, I tell you. It is these flowers lighting the yard. I hate them. I hate them as I hate sex, the man’s mouth sealing my mouth, the man’s paralyzing body…
On The Grasshopper and Cricket
On The Grasshopper and Cricket The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new‑mown meadow; That…
Ode To Psyche
Ode to Psyche O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into thine own soft‑conched ear: Surely I dreamt to‑day, or did I see The winged…
High Flight
High Flight By John Gillespie Magee Jr. Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth And danced the skies on laughter‑silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun‑split clouds—and done a hundred things You have…
Spare
Spare By Joanna Klink In Texas, the thick nights. Sidewalks as the dusk darkens, the highway’s streaking lights. Some people are always in a hurry, beautifully—some stop to tilt their heads at a cloud or strange sound. You know the…
The Laughing Heart
The Laughing Heart By Charles Bukowski Your life is your life Don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. Be on the watch. There are ways out. There is a light somewhere. It may not be much light, but It…
Sonnet 125
Sonnet 125 By William Shakespeare Of all the men in life who have a taste For love, the best to love the best to taste, And in that taste, there is no great distress For those who seek in other…