Classical Poems

Title Poet
What You Need to Be A Writer
After the college
Erica Jong poet by Erica Jong
on 3/28/2012
Whatever Happened?
What happened?
To the land of Oedipus tragedy is nothing new.
Ayyappa Paniker poet by Ayyappa Paniker
on 9/6/2012
Whatever Happened?
At once whatever happened starts receding.
Panting, and back on board, we line the rail
Philip Larkin poet by Philip Larkin
on 1/3/2003
Whatever Is - Is Best
I know as my life grows older,
And mine eyes have clearer sight,
Ella Wheeler Wilcox poet by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
on 5/26/2003
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
Sheldon Allan Silverstein poet by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
on 4/7/2010
whats going on david
yo son whats really good
you nervous your stuck
david bailey poet by david bailey
on 7/5/2008
What's That
Before it came inside
I had watched it from my kitchen window,
Anne Sexton poet by Anne Sexton
on 3/29/2010
What's the Pope Do?
What's the pope do? Drinks, and takes a nap;
looks out the window, has a bite to eat,
Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli poet by Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
on 4/15/2012
What's the Railroad to Me?
What's the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Henry David Thoreau poet by Henry David Thoreau
on 1/3/2003
What's The Use
WHAT'S the use o' folks a-frownin'
When the way's a little rough?
Paul Laurence Dunbar poet by Paul Laurence Dunbar
on 4/2/2010
Whats The Use Of A Title?
They don't make it
the beautiful die in flame-
Charles Bukowski poet by Charles Bukowski
on 1/1/2004
What's The Use?
Sure, deck your limbs in pants,
Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
Ogden Nash poet by Ogden Nash
on 1/13/2003
'Sowin' things an' growin' things, an' watchin' of 'em grow;
That's the game,' my father said, an' father ought to know.
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis poet by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
on 3/21/2012
Wheat Grains
AS grains from chaff, I sift these worldly rules,
Kernels of wisdom, from the husks of schools:
John Boyle O'Reilly poet by John Boyle O'Reilly
on 5/21/2012
Wheatbelt Gothic Or Discovering A Wyeth
Outflanked by the sheep run, wild oats
dry and riotous, barbed wire bleeding rust
John Kinsella poet by John Kinsella
on 5/8/2012
Since I am sick of Wheels
That jar my day,
Robert William Service poet by Robert William Service
on 1/13/2003
I dwell in the western inland,
Afar from the sounding sea,
Ella Wheeler Wilcox poet by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
on 5/18/2003
WHEN mine hour is come
Let no teardropp fall
George William Russell poet by George William Russell
on 5/7/2012
When Beauty Is Bald
I’ve sung of Honor’s golden hair
And Hero’s auburn tresses,
Edward George Dyson poet by Edward George Dyson
on 4/13/2010
When A Feller's Itching To Be Spanked
W'EN us fellers stomp around, makin' lots o' noise,
Gramma says, 'There's certain times comes to little boys
Paul Laurence Dunbar poet by Paul Laurence Dunbar
on 4/2/2010
When A Little Baby Dies
When a little baby dies
And the wee form silent lies,
Edgar Albert Guest poet by Edgar Albert Guest
on 7/11/2014
When A Lover Clasps His Fairest
When a lover clasps his fairest,
Percy Bysshe Shelley poet by Percy Bysshe Shelley
on 4/1/2010
When a Merry Maiden Marries
When a merry maiden marries,
Sorrow goes and pleasure tarries;
William Schwenck Gilbert poet by William Schwenck Gilbert
on 1/1/2004
When A Mounting Skylark Sings
When a mounting skylark sings
In the sunlit summer morn,
Christina Georgina Rossetti poet by Christina Georgina Rossetti
on 4/1/2010
When a People Reach the Top of a Hill
When a people reach the top of a hill,
Then does God lean toward them,
Stephen Crane poet by Stephen Crane
on 1/3/2003
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