Poetry Catalog

Degenerate Douglas! oh, the unworthy Lord!Whom mere despite of heart could so far please,And love of havoc, (for with such diseaseFame taxes him,) that he could send forth wordTo level with the dust a noble horde,A brotherhood of venerable Trees,Leaving an ancient dome, and towers like these,Beggared and outraged! Many hearts deploredThe fate of those old Trees; and oft with … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 XI. Sonnet Composed At —- Castle, By: William Wordsworth

I was tired of living under your thumb I got sick of biting my tongue and watching my tone losing weight till I see bone just so you would touch me when we were alone those days are long gone singing breakup songs happily finally feeling me it won’t be you who’s seeing me calling my new man I just call him D he finally sees me and breathes me can’t wait for him … [Read more...] about Thumb, By: Lauren O Sullivan

Foremen have told me morethan once, "Top Hand, you dothe work of four."Because I told him., "Cut mefour checks," he don't tell methat no moreThat don't slow me downCan't hold back the frownFor the lost souls in the wrongKarma coming for you dudeAre relations great or rudeSit down and hear this songIn the air we work our magicFor all the world to seeNot … [Read more...] about Karma Bites, By: Erik Iverson

It’s saidand to a faultit’s donewhat’s done, we didon Christmas Eve.I checked my watchas my youthful years fadedand smoked a cigarette.I moved my eyes aroundthe living room window.White lacy flakesdance through the atmosphereaccumulating a glow.I slipped over slick streetslaced with fairy lust,falling fast intoa crush;eyes searching for truthat a coffee date.A hazelnut … [Read more...] about Holiday Love: A Coffee Date, By: Andrew Cyr

A Famous man is Robin Hood,The English ballad-singer's joy!And Scotland has a thief as good,An outlaw of as daring mood;She has her brave ROB ROY!Then clear the weeds from off his Grave,And let us chant a passing stave,In honour of that Hero brave! Heaven gave Rob Roy a dauntless heartAnd wondrous length and strength of arm:Nor craved he more to quell his foes,Or keep his … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour In Scotland, 1803 X. Rob Roy’s Grave, By: William Wordsworth