Spring Bouquet (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
An earthen vase held a bouquet simple crocuses at the street corner in the downtown of the city, around the ...
An earthen vase held a bouquet simple crocuses at the street corner in the downtown of the city, around the ...
A gray patina, a wash over the day the colors of my vision cold, waiting for December rain rushes, ancient ...
Wet dull brown oak leaves red maple, yellow birch, fell in showers, amidst the big secondary rain drops under the ...
When the house is quiet and the girls are asleep sitting at my desk, at the computer studying, researching a ...
Dull white snow Gray ice, losing power Brown dirt, wet from melting Clear leaves, rotting A bit of green Amidst ...
Hangover of pearl white snow Gray ice losing power Brown dirt, clear leaves, rotting Wet dark chocolate, rich humus Eyes ...
We are all called to step out of the boat walk on the tightrope without a net risk all by ...
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
A Fond Athenian Mother brought A Sculptor to indulge her Thought, And carve her Only Son; Who to such strange ...
Weary, at last, of the Pindarick way, Thro' which advent'rously the Muse wou'd stray; To Fable I descend with soft ...
A Gentleman, most wretched in his Lot, A wrangling and reproving Wife had got, Who, tho' she curb'd his Pleasures, ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
O Fair and stately maid, whose eye Was kindled in the upper sky At the same torch that lighted mine; ...
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
When first I ended, then I first began, The more I travell'd, further from my rest, Where most I lost, ...
I pray thee leave, love me no more, Call home the heart you gave me. I but in vain that ...
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
We wear scars from our youth, trifling things reflecting those earnings from growing days, of battles raised and wounds worn ...
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry! And I'll give thee a silver pound To row ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Of Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of ...
The billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wintry sky; Out of the depths to Thee I call, ...
This evening and part of the night I sank again into the dense sea where we beings and things float. ...
amidst swirling wine and flickers of silver guests quote Dante, Brecht, Kant and each other. I wait in the hall ...
O stay, harmonious and sweet sounds, that die In the long vaultings of this ancient fane! Stay, for I may ...
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Not in the solitude Alone may man commune with heaven, or see Only in savage wood And sunny vale, the ...
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