Spring Morning Light (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
This morning, that spring morning light, something special, magical, the low dim, soft light illumining the treetops, the nascent buds, ...
This morning, that spring morning light, something special, magical, the low dim, soft light illumining the treetops, the nascent buds, ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease Both names and titles, freely as they please. It costs them scarcely ...
A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light. I hear it among treetop leaves before mist Arrives. Soon it sprinkles ...
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
'A letter from my love to-day! Oh, unexpected, dear appeal!' She struck a happy tear away, And broke the crimson ...
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead, And that thou think'st thee free From all solicitation from me, ...
She sights a Bird -- she chuckles -- She flattens -- then she crawls -- She runs without the look ...
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree -- Another -- on the Roof -- A Half a Dozen kissed the ...
Let me stop here. Let me, too, look at nature awhile. The brilliant blue of the morning sea, of the ...
SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows Into the angry main, ...
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Encase your legs in nylons, Bestride your hills with pylons O age without a soul; Away with gentle willows And ...
So sweet love seemed that April morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not ...
A Short Poem or Else Not Say I True pleasure breathes not city air, Nor in Art's temples dwells, In ...
When beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from last-year's ...
Beautiful cloud! with folds so soft and fair, Swimming in the pure quiet air! Thy fleeces bathed in sunlight, while ...
The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I've never had it done so gently before. ...
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
A freaking ankle crabbed his blissful trips, this whiskey tastes like California but is Kentucky, like Berkeley where he truly ...
WHEN with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold I breathe the burning odours of your breast, Before my eyes ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did ...
I ask not that my bed of death From bands of greedy heirs be free; For these besiege the latest ...
1. But Los saw the Female & pitied He embrac'd her, she wept, she refus'd In perverse and cruel delight ...
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