Peck Of Gold, A (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)) Dust always blowing about the town, Except when sea-fog laid it down, And I was one of the children told Some of the blowing dust was gold. continue reading
People (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) The great gold apples of light Hang from the street's long bough continue reading
Peru (by: Susan Dane) If you want to hear the mountains, do exactly as I say. There are rules to things like this... continue reading
Petals (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)) Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart continue reading
Piano (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me; Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see continue reading
Portrait By A Neighbour (by: Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950)) Before she has her floor swept Or her dishes done, Any day you'll find her A-sunning in the sun! continue reading
Prisoner, The (by: Emily Bronte (1818 - 1848)) Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom and desolate despair; A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty. continue reading
Putting In the Seed (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963)) You come to fetch me from my work to-night When supper's on the table, and we'll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree. continue reading
Rainy Night (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)) Ghosts of all my lovely sins, Who attend too well my pillow, Gay the wanton rain begins; Hide the limp and tearful willow. continue reading
Reconaissance (by: Arna Bontemps (1902 - 1973)) Alone with the shore and the harbor, The stems of the cocoanut trees, The fronds of silence and hushed music, We cried for the new revelation And waited for miracles to rise. continue reading
