Going to School (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Painful steps, unfathomable, perhaps To walk through those doors Into a familiar foreign place A necessary evil, or is it ...
Painful steps, unfathomable, perhaps To walk through those doors Into a familiar foreign place A necessary evil, or is it ...
Crashing waves on a rocky coast, rain falling on parched ground The cry of a newborn baby, the call of ...
Macaroni and cheese, boxes sitting on the counter, waiting for the water to boil Little pearls of gas, building on ...
Heeding the simple command of his Master's voice instinctively, reflexively without thought or doubt stepping out in faith Being the ...
Hearing her words, her voice anguished, tired, spent, seeking justice, from her view unification with her babies, her grandchildren, caught ...
Yesterday, Safe in our bubble. A perfect day. Present in the moment Lost in your arms Found in your gaze. ...
For the future for after taking shape buzz in the halls - Do you know what you're doing? Do you ...
Hot water soaks into her tense body Bouquet of flower, scented candles and a glass of chardonnay Water licks the ...
After Midnight The coach a pumpkin And coachmen field mice The spell broken And the bubble burst. It's dark And ...
From the Spanish of Pedro Calderon de la Barca A dream it was in which I found myself. And you ...
An old woman likes to melt her husband. She puts him in a melting device, and he pours out the ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
This Life, which seems so fair, Is like a bubble blown up in the air By sporting children's breath, Who ...
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son- Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate ...
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants -- At Evening, it is not -- At Morning, in a Truffled Hut ...
Kill your Balm -- and its Odors bless you -- Bare your Jessamine -- to the storm -- And she ...
His Mansion in the Pool The Frog forsakes -- He rises on a Log And statements makes -- His Auditors ...
Dying at my music! Bubble! Bubble! Hold me till the Octave's run! Quick! Burst the Windows! Ritardando! Phials left, and ...
Distrustful of the Gentian -- And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Child my perfidy -- Weary ...
He fumbles at your Soul As Players at the Keys Before they drop full Music on -- He stuns you ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
(co-written by Sharon Robinson) Baby, I've been waiting, I've been waiting night and day. I didn't see the time, I ...
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated ...
Twice ten years old not fully told since nature gave me breath, My race is run, my thread spun, lo, ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Si credere dignum est.--Virgil, Georgics, III, 390 Oh, worthy of belief I hold it was, Virgil, your legend in those ...
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