Fall Puddles (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Crisp hard brown sturdy oak leaves glistened in the small crisp pools after this morning's rain, late fall puddles harvest ...
Crisp hard brown sturdy oak leaves glistened in the small crisp pools after this morning's rain, late fall puddles harvest ...
They, whoever they are, say you should eat a good hot breakfast I don't think they had this in mind ...
Early morning Crisp Air Gray ridged bark Green lawn, leaf clutter underfoot Wisps of fog off the pond Green trees ...
Smell the bold colors, Rich in my nostrils, Illuminated on the branches before me as I drive. Low sunlight piercing ...
Crisp air Ripe fruit Heavy on the bough. Cool in the hand. Filling my bag. Snap of a McIntosh Tart ...
Still nights On the calm water. Late summer on the lake. Crisp nights Fog in the morning A chill in ...
He had a knife! a willing accomplice and three accessories before the fact They didn't stand a chance, their four ...
A bit of nature's sculpture out in the northern woods a solitary beech leaf brown and curled around the stem ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
Rose, harsh rose, marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet ...
I first tasted under Apollo's lips, love and love sweetness, I, Evadne; my hair is made of crisp violets or ...
1. Each of us like you has died once, has passed through drift of wood-leaves, cracked and bent and tortured ...
It was a brave day under an endlessly clear sky that extended forever from our valley to the unfathomably distant ...
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
The Bellman's Speech The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
When our yacht sails seaward on steady keel And the wind is moist with breath of brine And our laughter ...
I am standing under the mistletoe, And I smile, but no answering smile replies For her haughty glance bids me ...
While yet we wait for spring, and from the dry And blackening east that so embitters March, Well-housed must watch ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I Behold, my child, the Nordic man, And be as like him, as you can; His legs are long, his ...
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
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