Peter Anderson And Co. (Henry Lawson Poem)
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
He had offices in Sydney, not so many years ago, And his shingle bore the legend `Peter Anderson and Co.', ...
Where the sober-colored cultivator smiles On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, and the crow Come and go; Where ...
It was an artless Bandar, and he danced upon a pine, And much I wondered how he lived, and where ...
Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merely contemptible, the dangled Carrot the ass follows to market or ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
When she goes to Hollywood she is an angel. She writes in red red lipstick on the window of her ...
For the dead we pray joining with their people sharing the words with them our energy with theirs That they ...
Something now expected the town counting on us this congregation, this people to more than just show up While we ...
Feeding our minds ever with that which is holy a positive face to the world thinking about the good things ...
in the running and energy the world ignoring the savior the star above forgotten God in their midst Jesus came ...
The holy word words of God lessons, teachings wisdom for our lives pouring out in our time of worship in ...
Part of the vine, so I must remain an abiding presence in my life the spirit, the lifeblood, coursing through ...
Abiding, living, growing in the vine drinking of the water, of the minerals, the life energy rising from the soil, ...
random connection to long forgotten facts scraps of thoughts deep within my consciousness triggered by a word, a conversation, music, ...
I sat transfixed, enthralled, entranced in the grip the allure, the beauty the magic in the flickering flame slowly consuming ...
She had sugar, little bits, unauthorized pieces, shards, of the gingerbread house. Our centerpiece no more. We were outside in ...
She wasn't reading the words on the page not to herself at least, she was preaching from the Book she ...
To put this World down, like a Bundle -- And walk steady, away, Requires Energy -- possibly Agony -- 'Tis ...
We talked with family last night, not mine or yours specifically but ours, the ones we love familiarly. When little ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
Steve is gone, I hardly can believe the man wont cry again, I cannot credit that his energy wont bloom ...
The serpent dips his head beneath the sea His mother, source of all his energy Eternal, thence to draw the ...
The serpent dips his head beneath the sea His mother, source of all his energy Eternal, thence to draw the ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
The sky was a midnight blue velvet cloth draping a birdcage and no moon but the breeze was whistling and ...
So they bought you And kept you in a Very good home Cental heating TV A deep freeze A very ...
This poem is intended as a description of a sort of Blashfield mural painting on the sky. To be sung ...
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