The Rhyme of the Three Greybeards (Henry Lawson Poem)
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
He'd been for years in Sydney "a-acting of the goat", His name was Joseph Swallow, "the Great Australian Pote", In ...
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed, To ease the strong of their burden, to ...
(a) they seek to celebrate the word not to bring their knives out on a poem dissecting it to find ...
Like the prodigal like the sheep that was lost embers dying apart from the fire metal becoming dull away from ...
The little things moments of assurance when the world is smaller peace comes upon our face Not coincidences but graces ...
From the Sea, Galilee, From the Jordan the waters into which Christ fell dying to his life, to the stain ...
For the sick, in body, in spirit, joys, celebrations, concerns cries in the sanctuary, in prayers spoken, in the silent ...
After the Sabbath, the rest commands to honor our elders our forebears before us to honor father, mother, reaping a ...
Each item, each ornament, each bauble, bangle, a memory a special moment in our lives remembered each year in the ...
A hushed purple trumpet hangs heavy on its vine, held by the connections, the hooks the nature of itself, wet ...
Thar showed up out'n Denver in the spring uv '81 A man who'd worked with Dana on the Noo York ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
HUMID seal of soft affections, Tenderest pledge of future bliss, Dearest tie of young connections, Love's first snowdrop, virgin kiss! ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
for Ken Kesey and his merry pranksters in a bus called 'Further...' Dear _______ and here's where the problem begins ...
I AM glad God saw Death And gave Death a job taking care of all who are tired of living: ...
RUM tiddy um, tiddy um, tiddy um tum tum. My knees are loose-like, my feet want to sling their selves. ...
Under a sky the color of pea soup she is looking at her work growing away there actively, thickly like ...
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
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