Wedding-Ring (Denise Levertov Poem)
My wedding-ring lies in a basket as if at the bottom of a well. Nothing will come to fish it ...
My wedding-ring lies in a basket as if at the bottom of a well. Nothing will come to fish it ...
And a poet said, "Speak to us of Beauty." Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her ...
The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light, the ...
Yesterday, today, each time I walked by a tiny bit of down, a feather nestled in the gutter, in the ...
Saul was held safe by the rope attached to the basket allowing him to live, to escape to be the ...
She was attached, joined with her Ready to follow where she lead Prepared to leave all she knew, all Who ...
Elvis was in the house, you could see it so clear in her stance, her pout She's gotta hunka hunka ...
Roll over, snooze hit Warm covers, cold morn Morning light Piercing my slumber Out the window Down below My barn ...
Ending before our beginning For our beginning Was encumbered, burdened Strings attached From the start (Raymond A. Foss)
The monster has escaped from the dungeon where he was kept by the Baron, who made him with knobs sticking ...
Night closed my windows and The sky became a crystal house The crystal windows glowed The moon shown through them ...
There was a man who would marry his mother, and asked his father for his mother's hand in marriage, and ...
Baby waits alone in sandy shallows lying, - wretchedly crying Dam marooned at sea aware her calf is dying precious ...
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The first ones were attached to my dress at the waist, one on either side, right at the point where ...
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Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
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