The Wind Is Blowin’ (Badger Clark Jr Poems)
My tired horse nickers for his own home bars;A hoof clicks out a spark.The dim creek flickers to the lonesome ...
My tired horse nickers for his own home bars;A hoof clicks out a spark.The dim creek flickers to the lonesome ...
All through that day of battle the broken soundOf shattering Maxim fore made mad the wood;So that the low trees ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
Read here: This is the story of Evarra -- man -- Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea. Because ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Pelagius lived at Kardanoel And taught a doctrine there How, whether you went to heaven or to hell It was ...
Who was too Freely Moved to Tears, and thereby ruined his Political Career Lord Lundy from his earliest years Was ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
'Although I'd lie lapped up in linen A deal I'd sweat and little earn If I should live as live ...
King Eochaid came at sundown to a wood Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his queen He had outridden his war-wasted ...
MOORING POSTS 1 The mooring posts marked on the South Leeds map Of 1908 still line the Aire's side, huge, ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
I've sung of Violet de Vere, that slinky, minky dame, Of Gertie of the Diamond Tooth, and Touch-the-Button Nell, And ...
I strolled up old Bonanza, where I staked in ninety-eight, A-purpose to revisit the old claim. I kept thinking mighty ...
You've heard of "Casey at The Bat," And "Casey's Tabble Dote"; But now it's time To write a rhyme Of ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
To Dawson Town came Percy Brown from London on the Thames. A pane of glass was in his eye, and ...
The black bull bellowed before the sea. The sea, till that day orderly, Hove up against Bendylaw. The queen in ...
[The late Mr. Jonathan Swift Somers, laureate of Spoon River, planned The Spooniad as an epic in twenty-four books, but ...
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