May Magnificat (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
May is Mary's month, and I Muse at that and wonder why: Her feasts follow reason, Dated due to season- ...
peaches exude this thrall - reminders of those luscious whereabouts that lips best find their precious sips to cry let ...
The following is based on true events: (Part One) 493 guests were watching people searching their Gmail flirting in chats, ...
They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, ...
Like bolls of color yet falling from the branches the heavy blossoms of the cherry tree Beauty in each cluster ...
The cluster of daffodils, variegated in color hiding, behind the yellow screened behind the forsythia Seeking out their stature their ...
Like swans, hiding in the reeds the cattails, the plants A cluster of daffodils screened by the forsythia branches Their ...
The cluster of clover as a child's hands, small, living in miniature the tuft of green the large plant they ...
a small patch, a cluster cattails in the median glowing, glistening December sun, midday Ready to burst open like milkweed ...
A Single pearl water caught in the heart of the lupin, a pearl, a cluster of drops much like a ...
Like mighty aloe vera leaves, protecting the cluster of blue within their protective quills the green leaves wrap 'round the ...
Utter incongruity jarred my drive to the coffeehouse My eye pulled to the cluster of prom dresses, dapper Dan's, bright ...
A stark image on the screen a cluster of hangmen, black hoods, hiding their faces the guilty unhooded, ready to ...
a cluster of open milkweed pods brown flat seeds, a ball of cotton candy silk waiting for the wind, to ...
A short chain-link fence ran along the sidewalk in front of the old New Englander the short front yard just ...
A cluster of 4 leaves at the end of a branch in October New England easier for the mind to ...
Like a thick cluster of ripe Concord grapes The blueberries hung on the bush Eager for my grasp, their liberation ...
A cluster of assorted bicycles Strewn in a yard yesterday afternoon Trigger of a memory, a moment A time in ...
A routine task made different with three little girls in the house For a man who learned laundry "skills" in ...
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play, And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais ...
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel ...
In Ionia whence sprang old poets' fame, From whom that sea did first derive her name, The blessed bed whereon ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
Promise This -- When You be Dying -- Some shall summon Me -- Mine belong Your latest Sighing -- Mine ...
Death's Waylaying not the sharpest Of the thefts of Time -- There Marauds a sorer Robber, Silence -- is his ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander ...
1 Faster, faster, 2 O Circe, Goddess, 3 Let the wild, thronging train 4 The bright procession 5 Of eddying ...
The Youth Faster, faster, O Circe, Goddess, Let the wild, thronging train The bright procession Of eddying forms, Sweep through ...
The rest of us watch from beyond the fence as the woman moves with her jagged stride into her pain ...
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