Poetry Catalog

Three years she grew in sun and shower;Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flowerOn earth was never sown;This child I to myself will take;She shall be mine, and I will makeA lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling beBoth law and impulse: and with meThe girl, in rock and plain,In earth and heaven, in glade and bower,Shall feel an overseeing powerTo kindle or restrain. "She … [Read more...] about Lucy IV, By: William Wordsworth

Consider the lilies of the field.Why are they doing so well?They neither toil nor spin nor do they sinMaybe that's why they get a pass and i am stuck in an earthly hellHow can i sin when i cannot leave my home?I find creative ways each day to get the job doneMainly i think i harbor levels of hate not seen since one of the last big atrocitiesForgiveness has become for me the … [Read more...] about Thoughts And Prayers, By: Rachel Huber

I travell'd among unknown men,In lands beyond the sea;Nor, England! did I know till thenWhat love I bore to thee. 'Tis past, that melancholy dream!Nor will I quit thy shoreA second time; for still I seemTo love thee more and more. Among thy mountains did I feelThe joy of my desire;And she I cherish'd turn'd her wheelBeside an English fire. Thy mornings showed, thy … [Read more...] about Lucy III, By: William Wordsworth

She dwelt among the untrodden waysBeside the springs of Dove,A Maid whom there were none to praiseAnd very few to love: A violet by a mossy stoneHalf hidden from the eye!Fair as a star, when only oneIs shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could knowWhen Lucy ceased to be;But she is in her grave, and oh,The difference to me! … [Read more...] about Lucy II, By: William Wordsworth

got away with murder. She was 18,now she’s 100. Think of dictators and theirlackeys, and faces of ones murdered beforethey were murdered. She was ordinary,then a monster. We used to use it as a figureof speech, like So and So’s an easy teacher,he lets us get away with murder. … [Read more...] about She, By: Peter Mladinic