Yellow Remaining (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Before the first snowfall long after frost covering layering the lawn, the gardens Yellow remaining newborn black-eyed Susan growing in ...
Before the first snowfall long after frost covering layering the lawn, the gardens Yellow remaining newborn black-eyed Susan growing in ...
Flickering lights, covering the altar flames remembering those saints those who have touched our lives the Christ, our savior, our ...
Black slippers, white socks flowers on her dress long black hair, covering her shoulders kneeling at your altar, accepting the ...
Between the roses, the cedars the field shimmering silver dew life manna in the desert covering each blade of grass ...
Yellow dust, a patina of pollen covering the cars below the ancient oak planted long before the city grew, the ...
Shyanne and Shanequa, then still four and three practiced scene stealers, carrying adorned baskets of the rose petals, bouquets we ...
A monochrome whitewash over the world, the browns and the greens hidden under the white The grasses and the edges ...
The world, the grass, the roads the woods, were all snow glazed trimming, coated, in white a bit cleaner, more ...
He sat quietly, patiently it seemed wrapped in black velour new purchase, or at least well maintained Sitting, up on ...
A different vantage, different view seeing the office from the other side of the desk Familiar, in a way, when ...
A day not unlike today pulling me back in time to that fateful day before the call from the state ...
I can hear them now, squabbling a bit, not settling wrapped in Pocahontas downstairs on the pull-out couch Gramma and ...
A foamy cure for a garden crisis a rose bush, individual buds encased in a moving mass a living second ...
Her four-year old body figgeted, struggled to sit still in the pew to quiet her spirit where the sermon was ...
Thoughts of walking in a winter wonderland with her. She wrote, "I like snow when it is falling. All clean ...
I could see her tired even under the closed lids of her sleeping face Body hugged under the covers Her ...
Hover the imagined center, our tongues grew long to please it, licking the walls, a chamber built of scent, a ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
I Once, only once, I saw it clear, -- That Eden every human heart has dreamed A hundred times, but ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
O Hymen king. Hymen, O Hymen king, what bitter thing is this? what shaft, tearing my heart? what scar, what ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Lough, vessel, plough the British main, Seek the free ocean's wider plain; Leave English scenes and English skies, Unbind, dissever ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
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