The Glove and the Lions, by Leigh Hunt
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a ro...
Flower Poems
Grand Canyon, by Lisa A. Williams
I look to the depths,
Far, far below,
To ...
October, by Louise Driscoll
When my hills stand ablaze with gold and red,
...
Roses, by Louise Driscoll
You write to me about roses,
About roses open...
The Second Coming, by Louise Driscoll
A strange thing the preacher said,
And proved...
No Single Thing Abides, by Lucretius
I No single thing abides; but all things flow....
Substance Is Eternal, by Lucretius
This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,...
California, by Lydia Huntley Sigourney
Land of gold!--thy sisters greet thee,
O'er t...
Maui, Early, a Night of Bad Dreams, by Lyn Lifshin
From before it's LIGHT flung back, like palm...
I am the Sphinx, by Maggie Butt
A doorway is a hopeless hiding place
and the s...
Plantation Children, by Maggie Harris
when they took the first one she howled
her sc...
Red Geranium on an Isolation Ward, by Maggie Sawkins
From The Zig Zag Woman (Two Ravens Press) She ...
Summer Winds, by Margaret Adams Hobbs
They rush along, the daughters of the wind,
...
The Dream House, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
I steal across the sodden floor
And dead leave...
The King Sends Three Cats to Guinevere, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Queen Guinevere,
Three sleek and silent cats
...
Lolita Now is Old, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Lolita now is old,
She sits in the park, wat...
The Silent Pool, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Your smile is a heron, flying
Over waters coo...
The Bridal Bell, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Oh Bridal Bell, lone Bridal Bell!
Who shall t...
The Burning Building, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Unearthly monster that with fiery eyes
...
The Butterfly, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Butterfly, butterfly, where are you going?
D...
California, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
A land with peace and plenty crowned,
Where l...
The Cavern by the Sea, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The tropical islands of Tonga
In the Southern ...
The Creation, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
From the blackness and darkness of chaos
Jehov...
Death, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Dark were the world if o'er its gloom
The gosp...
Dream of a Summer Land, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
I dream of a land where no thunder-cloud gather...