Those fair – fictiti (Emily Dickinson Poems)
499Those fair - fictitious People -The Women - plucked awayFrom our familiar Lifetime -The Men of Ivory -Those Boys and ...
499Those fair - fictitious People -The Women - plucked awayFrom our familiar Lifetime -The Men of Ivory -Those Boys and ...
Usually at the helipad I see them stumble-dance across the hot asphalt with crokersacks over their heads, moving toward the ...
In your extended absence, you permit me use of earth, anticipating some return on investment. I must report failure in ...
We gather, celebrating the new year anticipating, waiting celebrating the birth of our Lord Wanting others the whole world around ...
Only in our faith in Christ made right with God sealing the breach the chasm between God and man eternal ...
Christ's words, anticipating trauma telling us still, to each trembling heart, "Let not your hearts be troubled" in the storms ...
I wonder how they prepared those who John would chastise those whom he would chide calling them vipers in the ...
Walking, tracing, the steps of the Magi each of us, alone, traveling the way they journeyed sights set on his ...
A first candle lit, a candle of peace beginning our journey a light burning in that circle never ending, glowing ...
Anticipating the coming of the Lord Divine made flesh Voices of angels calling Eternal love in human form Nativity, humble ...
Like them, a journey, each of us, in our own time, our own ways a journey to find Christ walking ...
As a community, a congregation in that holy place, that holy ground as the body of Christ, intoning the words, ...
Fidgety, that is probably the best way to describe us a ragtag gathering by the van loading a week's supplies, ...
Feeling a closeness to the Creator Anticipating the good news In all things, believing in the unseen Turning away from ...
Two years ago, anticipating the first meeting of our lips, after our easy conversation, small talk, after sitting by each ...
Jeff's ready watching the action moving straight for him at full speed, fast motion Black brick center of attention sliding ...
YOUR name with ev'ry pleasure here I place, The last effusions of my muse to grace. O charming Phillis! may ...
You have obey'd, you WINDS, that must fulfill The Great Disposer's righteous Will; Throughout the Land, unlimited you flew, Nor ...
Those fair -- fictitious People -- The Women -- plucked away From our familiar Lifetime -- The Men of Ivory ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
FROM pent-up, aching rivers; From that of myself, without which I were nothing; From what I am determin'd to make ...
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