Sad Poems
Ad Quintilianum
O CHIEF director of the growing race,
Of Rome the glory and of Rome the grace,
Me, O... more
Poet: Robert Louis Stevenson by: Robert Louis Stevenson | rating:  Lit Instructor
Day after day up there beating my wings
with all the softness truth requires
I feel them... more
Poet: William Stafford by: William Stafford | rating: Crow's Nerve Fails
Crow, feeling his brain slip,
Finds his every feather the fossil of a murder.
Who... more
Poet: Ted Hughes by: Ted Hughes | rating: MIRROR
Mirror, no preconceptions,
Honesty, truthfully
Watching a woman
Who grows from young... more
Poet: Heather Mirassou by: Heather Mirassou | rating: Francis Turner
I could not run or play
In boyhood.
In manhood I could only sip the cup,
Not drink... more
Poet: Edgar Lee Masters by: Edgar Lee Masters | rating: Hypothetically Speaking
If my pain were fake
If at the end of this I’d wake
If I were to die
Promise you won’t... more
Poet: Bianca McCowat by: Bianca McCowat | rating: To: You
It’s like a cover up, all shiny and clean,
Only they know what it means.
They lie and... more
Poet: Bianca McCowat by: Bianca McCowat | rating: A Better Ressurection
I have no wit, no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numbed too much... more
Poet: Christina Rossetti by: Christina Rossetti | rating: The Wrong Way Home
All night a door floated down the river.
It tried to remember little incidents of... more
Poet: James Tate by: James Tate | rating: Recovering Amid The Farms
Every morning the sad girl brings her three sheep
and two lambs laggardly to the top of... more
Poet: Jack Gilbert by: Jack Gilbert | rating:
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