The Ghost (Henry Lawson Poem)
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide, Came a ghost, and for a moment walked ...
Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide, Came a ghost, and for a moment walked ...
when they look into his mind they find a hill town somewhat surprised they go off to their learned books ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
As we listened to the songs the easy flow of banter on the lawn dancing, running children finding friends, new ...
Oh it was too easy, in my rush after the traffic to the bank, the banter of the customers marking ...
Amid the controlled chaos the schoolyard, playground this morning ribbons of children, running, skipping, dancing over the blacktop, being children, ...
Standing in the court waiting for the hearing to begin happy smiles, assurance certainty of a better future The judge ...
A long day at least in the office A quick search for the box score a happy revelation the good ...
A pent-up question, crushed his swagger, confidence, bravado, the friendly banter, in the cool of reflection, for a moment, a ...
No longer the same little girl or is she, the same, really? An impish grin, cunning, negotiating a better deal ...
Words cannot describe the wonder of discovery the play and banter preschoolers and kindergarten learning exploring, awakening to sound and ...
Like stars, he made the allusion, the metaphor of ideals that are beyond our grasp, eternally out of our reach, ...
It was the dark chocolate and the thirty-year old scotch that was the one, so smooth silk sliding down my ...
I smile When I think of You in my life Loving me, Testing me, With your edge. I laugh When ...
He prowled the room Around the table Intent Focused Body bent, contorted To make this shot and the next, already ...
Cup a Joe bench, turned to the sun head cocked to the rays photograys friendly banter warmth on my face ...
Lingering on the phone Dripping with our chat Banter, interest, in our days Connection Cell phone minutes. (Raymond A. Foss)
A cup of Joe A salad on the go A smile to start my day Banter to lighten my way ...
I can see them, In my mind, Fifty years hence Two old friends, by then Friendly banter, tall tales Fish ...
Seven descended on the table Away from the crowd He sat in the middle, Back to the wall Surveying the ...
Calloused hands hearty handshake Bright eyes and easy smile consumed his face Brothers we are Mi Amigo, and confidante, through ...
They meet after months and yet The time melts away And they are back in the swing Ready to banter ...
A big fat black dirigible of a fly careening around the office buzzed me, like a test pilot and the ...
We talked with family last night, not mine or yours specifically but ours, the ones we love familiarly. When little ...
I am having a haircut today, it is not a complex event requiring excellent foresight, careful planning or indecent logistical ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
HAIL, thairm-inspirin', rattlin' Willie! Tho' fortune's road be rough an' hilly To every fiddling, rhyming billie, We never heed, But ...
"He could not forget that he was a Sidney." Is this Sir Philip Sidney, this ...
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