The New Creatures (James Douglas Morrison Poems)
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
Snakeskin jacketIndian eyesBrilliant hairHe moves in disturbedNile insectAir~~~You parade thru the soft summerWe watch your eager rifle decayYour wildernessYour teeming ...
Love's message has no word:Scarce the crimson bow has stirred,Yet we capture all love's raptureIn a draught of warm delight,And ...
In the early evening, a now, as man is bending over his writing table. Slowly he lifts his head; a ...
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