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The term "narrative + Racing" has been searched for 92 times before on Poetry Connection. The first time was on January 15th, 2005.
2. Timer - written by Hugo Williams
From Billy's Rain.
Published in 1999.
Read 1055 times on Poetry Connection.
The smell of ammonia in the entrance hall.
The racing bike. The junk mail.
The timer switch whose single naked bulb
allowed us as far as the first floor.
The backs of your legs
as you went ahead of me up the stairs.
The landing where we paused for... (Read full poem)
3. 18. Frolic - written by George William Russell
From Collected Poems by A.E..
Published in 1913.
Read 2785 times on Poetry Connection.
THE CHILDREN were shouting together
And racing along the sands,
A glimmer of dancing shadows,
A dovelike flutter of hands.
The stars were shouting in heaven,
The sun was chasing the moon:
The game was the same as the children’s,
They danced... (Read full poem)
4. To His Dead Body - written by Siegfried Sassoon
Read 695 times on Poetry Connection.
When roaring gloom surged inward and you cried,
Groping for friendly hands, and clutched, and died,
Like racing smoke, swift from your lolling head
phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.
Yet, though my dreams that throng the... (Read full poem)
5. Murderers - written by Robert William Service
From Lyrics of a Low Brow.
Read 899 times on Poetry Connection.
He was my best and oldest friend.
I'd known him all my life.
And yet I'm sure towards the end
He knew I loved his wife,
And wonder, wonder if it's why
He came so dreadfully to die.
He drove his car at racing speed
And crashed into a tree.
How could... (Read full poem)
6. Rivera Honeymoon - written by Robert William Service
From Songs of a Sun-Lover.
Read 709 times on Poetry Connection.
Beneath the trees I lounged at ease
And watched them speed the pace;
They swerved and swung, they clutched and clung,
They leapt in roaring chase;
The crowd was thrilled, a chap was killed:
It was a splendid race.
Two men, they say, went West that... (Read full poem)
7. Sailing - written by Henrik Nordbrandt
Read 640 times on Poetry Connection.
After having loved we lie close together
and at the same time with distance between us
like two sailing ships that enjoy so intensely
their own lines in the dark water they divide
that their hulls
are almost splitting from sheer delight
while... (Read full poem)
8. Spring - written by Gerard Manley Hopkins
From Poems of Gerard Manley Hopkins.
Read 2103 times on Poetry Connection.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring—
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him... (Read full poem)
9. Farewell to Barn and Stack and Tree - written by A.E. Housman
Read 754 times on Poetry Connection.
"Farewell to barn and stack and tree,
Farewell to Severn shore.
Terence, look your last at me,
For I come home no more.
"The sun burns on the half-mown hill,
By now the blood is dried;
And Maurice amongst the hay lies still
And my... (Read full poem)
10. Climbing The Chagrin River - written by Mary Oliver
Read 3522 times on Poetry Connection.
We enter
the green river,
heron harbor,
mud-basin lined
with snagheaps, where turtles
sun themselves--we push
through the falling
silky weight
striped warm and cold
bounding down
through the black flanks
of wet rocks--we wade
under hemlock
and white... (Read full poem)
11. The Amateur Rider - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 511 times on Poetry Connection.
Him goin' to ride for us! Him -- with the pants and the eyeglass and all.
Amateur! don't he just look it -- it's twenty to one on a fall.
Boss must be gone off his head to be sending out steeplechase crack
Out over fences like these with an... (Read full poem)
12. My Dentist - written by Robert William Service
From Songs of a Sun-Lover.
Read 1194 times on Poetry Connection.
Sitting in the dentist's chair,
Wishing that I wasn't there,
To forget and pass the time
I have made this bit of rhyme.
I had a rendez-vous at ten;
I rushed to get in line,
But found a lot of dames and men
Had waited there since nine;
I stared at... (Read full poem)
13. Shearing With a Hoe - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 643 times on Poetry Connection.
The track that led to Carmody's is choked and overgrown,
The suckers of the stringybark have made the place their own;
The mountain rains have cut the track that once we used to know
When first we rode to Carmody's, a score of years ago.... (Read full poem)
14. Night on the Convoy - written by Siegfried Sassoon
Published in 1918.
Read 414 times on Poetry Connection.
(ALEXANDRIA-MARSEILLES)
Out in the blustering darkness, on the deck
A gleam of stars looks down. Long blurs of black,
The lean Destroyers, level with our track,
Plunging and stealing, watch the perilous way
Through backward racing seas... (Read full poem)
15. The Castaway - written by William Cowper
Read 1829 times on Poetry Connection.
Obscurest night involv'd the sky,
Th' Atlantic billows roar'd,
When such a destin'd wretch as I,
Wash'd headlong from on board,
Of friends, of hope, of all bereft,
His floating home for ever left.
No braver chief could Albion... (Read full poem)
16. Rio Grande's Last Race - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 457 times on Poetry Connection.
Now this was what Macpherson told
While waiting in the stand;
A reckless rider, over-bold,
The only man with hands to hold
The rushing Rio Grande.
He said, `This day I bid good-bye
To bit and bridle rein,
To ditches deep and fences... (Read full poem)
17. Rio Grande - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 471 times on Poetry Connection.
Now this was what Macpherson told
While waiting in the stand;
A reckless rider, over-bold,
The only man with hands to hold
The rushing Rio Grande.
He said, “This day I bid good-bye
To bit and bridle rein,
To ditches deep and fences... (Read full poem)
18. Poem: Magdalen Walks - written by Oscar Wilde
From Poems.
Published in 1881.
Read 1123 times on Poetry Connection.
Poem: Magdalen Walks
The little white clouds are racing over the sky,
And the fields are strewn with the gold of the flower of March,
The daffodil breaks under foot, and the tasselled larch
Sways and swings as the thrush goes hurrying... (Read full poem)
19. Shearing at Castlereagh - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 468 times on Poetry Connection.
The bell is set a-ringing, and the engine gives a toot,
There's five-and-thirty shearers here a-shearing for the loot,
So stir yourselves, you penners-up, and shove the sheep along --
The musterers are fetching them a hundred thousand strong... (Read full poem)
20. Only a Jockey - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 544 times on Poetry Connection.
Out in the grey cheerless chill of the morning light,
Out on the track where the night shades still lurk,
ere the first gleam of the sungod's returning light
Round come the racehorses early at work.
Reefing and pulling and racing so... (Read full poem)
21. The Song of the Darling River - written by Henry Lawson
Read 433 times on Poetry Connection.
The skies are brass and the plains are bare,
Death and ruin are everywhere --
And all that is left of the last year's flood
Is a sickly stream on the grey-black mud;
The salt-springs bubble and the quagmires quiver,
And -- this is the... (Read full poem)
22. The Man From Snowy River - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
From Living Verse compiled by A.K.Thompson, Jacaranda Press.
Read 765 times on Poetry Connection.
There was movement at the station, for the word has passed around
That the colt from old Regret had got away,
And had joined the wild bush horses—he was worth a thousand pound,
So all the cracks had gathered to the fray.
All the tried and... (Read full poem)
23. Johnny Boer - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 510 times on Poetry Connection.
Men fight all shapes and sizes as the racing horses run,
And no man knows his courage till he stands before a gun.
At mixed-up fighting, hand to hand, and clawing men about
They reckon Fuzzy-Wuzzy is the hottest fighter out.
But Fuzzy gives... (Read full poem)
24. A Bushman's Song - written by Andrew Barton Paterson
Read 736 times on Poetry Connection.
I’M travellin’ down the Castlereagh, and I’m a station hand,
I’m handy with the ropin’ pole, I’m handy with the brand,
And I can ride a rowdy colt, or swing the axe all day,
But there’s no demand for a station-hand along the Castlereagh. +... (Read full poem)
25. The Weed - written by Elizabeth Bishop
Read 6327 times on Poetry Connection.
I dreamed that dead, and meditating,
I lay upon a grave, or bed,
(at least, some cold and close-built bower).
In the cold heart, its final thought
stood frozen, drawn immense and clear,
stiff and idle as I was there;
and we remained unchanged... (Read full poem)
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