Poetry Catalog

one night you couldn't sleep & I shared my favorite song with youthat's when it startedI know our demons fight against all angelic things like moments were we hold each other so close that we forget that we are two separate skullstwo separate heartsno matter how similar the story sounds or how different we cope with whatwe hide in our sacred placesam I to love all these … [Read more...] about One More Smile, By: Tarrish Crosby

She wept. Life's purple tide began to flowIn languid streams through every thrilling vein;Dim were my swimming eyes, my pulse beat slow,And my full heart was swell'd to dear delicious pain.Life left my loaded heart, and closing eye;A sigh recall'd the wanderer to my breast;Dear was the pause of life, and dear the sighThat call'd the wanderer home, and home to rest.That tear … [Read more...] about Sonnet: On Seeing Miss Helen Maria Williams Weep At A Tale Of Distress, By: William Wordsworth

As a boy I picked tobacco leafWith hands so stained and soreThe leaves were endless, one by oneMy fingers cut and toreLoading wood in the shedWith my Dad by my sideStacking the logs very neatA site we viewed with prideI worked in kitchens, pots and pans,Bandana soaked up my sweatWaited tables here and thereTables I’d bus and setOn tuna boats, the seas did roarAnd sloshing … [Read more...] about Labor Journey, By: Steven Mcdonald

It is not to be thought of that the FloodOf British freedom, which, to the open seaOf the world's praise, from dark antiquityHath flowed, "with pomp of waters, unwithstood,"Roused though it be full often to a moodWhich spurns the check of salutary bands,That this most famous Stream in bogs and sandsShould perish; and to evil and to goodBe lost for ever. In our halls is … [Read more...] about Sonnet: “It Is Not To Be Thought Of,” By: William Wordsworth

Below a cold and moonless night,As gently rose the Eastern light,From o’er a dark and blood-gorged field,Where countless fates were cruelly sealed,There came a song too long unheard:On shattered tree, a lonely birdSings bright and clear to call the morning,Heralding a new day dawning. … [Read more...] about Resurrection, By: Derrick Wilkinson