Mystery Of Carmel (Madge Morris Wagner Poems)
The Mission floor was with weeds o'ergrown,And crumbling and shaky its walls of stone;Its roof of tiles, in tiers and ...
The Mission floor was with weeds o'ergrown,And crumbling and shaky its walls of stone;Its roof of tiles, in tiers and ...
Once Satan and a monk went on a "drunk,"And Satan struck a bargain with the monk,Whereby the Devil's crew was ...
'Attention please! Attention please!Don't dare to talk! Don't dare to sneeze!Don't doze or daydream! Stay awake!Your health, your very life's ...
The Devil take the cook, that old grey-bearded fellow,Yo ho, haul away!Who feeds us odds and ends and biscuits whiskered ...
Genial poets, pink-facedearnest wits-you have given the worldsome choice morsels,gobbets of language presentedas one presents T-bone steakand Cherries Jubilee.Goodbye, goodbye,I ...
Its wicked little windows leerBeneath a moldy thatch,And village children come and peerBefore they lift the latch.A one-eyed crow hops ...
Quand le ciel bas et lourd p?se comme un couvercleSur l'esprit g?missant en proie aux longs ennuis,Et que de l'horizon ...
Give me light, God irrefutable, Inexplicable architect of the universe, Creator of fate and recognition, Tempest of breath, central ability, ...
TIME has a magic wand! What is this meets my hand, Moth-eaten, moldy, and Covered with fluff? Faded, and stiff, ...
Oh many a duel the world has seenThat was bittter with hate, that was red with gore,But I sing of ...
Sometimes I wish the railroads all were torn out, The ships all sunk among the coral strands. I am so ...
Night creeps into the cellars, musty and dull.Tuxedos totter through the rubble of the street.Faces are moldy and worn out.The ...
The deserted streets flow in gleaming lightThrough my dull head. And hurt me.I clearly feel that I shall soon slip ...
The earth grows moldy in fog.The evening is as oppressive as lead.Electric sparks crackle and whimper all around,Breaking everything in ...
A noun's a thing. A verb's the thing it does. An adjective is what describes the noun. In "The can ...
Freshly tilled soil, rot on the forest floor chocolate bubbling on the stove Gardenias, violets, garlic breath Sulphur of the ...
A girl in a green mini- skirt, not very pretty, walks down the street. A businessman stops, turns to stare ...
PART ONE The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed ...
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