The Ballet of His Baptism (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The cousins together standing in the river both knowing their part in the subtle ballet Yet John unable not wanting ...
The cousins together standing in the river both knowing their part in the subtle ballet Yet John unable not wanting ...
Not softly, lazily tumbling, a ballet to the earth The leaves crashing hurling themselves to the ground The hot Indian ...
Like a ballet turned upward spinning, round and round our form taking shape upon the potter's wheel while in the ...
Gossamer dancers more spirit and light pure white brushed upon the azure sky sketched, stenciled, a moving ballet clean lines ...
Each of them, arms raised around the center, the connected circle individual petals of the coneflower clothed in pastel, muted ...
Scampering on the bar the rail at the top of the chain-link fence how agile seemed the runner the beam ...
Sitting still, quiet, alone, in the living room of my boyhood alone with my thoughts after the Christmas day watching ...
There were snow flurries in the air today early for my liking, snow flurries coming in small singular spirals, falling ...
Life is simple. In my canoe. Strokes in the water propel me forward. I chart my course around the cove. ...
In England once there lived a big And wonderfully clever pig. To everybody it was plain That Piggy had a ...
I cannot dance upon my Toes -- No Man instructed me -- But oftentimes, among my mind, A Glee possesseth ...
To glibly say that Joe was sort of odd quite missed the point. Peculiar in many ways and kind of ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
On this festive first of May, Wending wistfully my way Three sad sights I saw today. The first was such ...
Moscow ballet at seven in the evening. You look at everything. You lay your cheek against my shoulder, smoothing down ...
What would I do without your voice to wake me? Cor ad cor loquitur, I'm loath to know. Kitsch operas ...
I'm sick of embarking in dories Upon an emotional sea. I'm wearied of playing Dolores (A role never written for ...
Oh, some folk think vice-royalty is festive and hilarious, The duties of an A.D.C. are manifold and various, So listen, ...
The people upstairs all practise ballet Their living room is a bowling alley Their bedroom is full of conducted tours. ...
White, white in the milky night The moon danced over a tree. "Wouldn't it be lovely to swim in the ...
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