Creatures of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
High above the roaring thunder over the sounds of countless horses the rush of the shockwave off the track a ...
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks, That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes; ...
In an ocean, 'way out yonder, (As all sapient people know) Is the land of Wonder-Wander, Whither children love to ...
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees; For every flower I had a ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
ONCE more permit me, nuns, and this the last; I can't resist, whatever may have passed, But must relate, what ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
As told to a child As I went out a Crow In a low voice said, "Oh, I was looking ...
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart ...
A blackbird lands A good beer-barrel A man sits in a cave knitting A theatre in Copenhagen Abask the sea-wall ...
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again ...
The ones that disappeared are back The Phoebe and the Crow Precisely as in March is heard The curtness of ...
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is disrespectful now To venerable Birds Whose Corporation ...
In snow thou comest -- Thou shalt go with the resuming ground, The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee's ...
It's August and I have not Read a book in six months except something called The Retreat from Moscow by ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come, For the woods are full of bluebells and the ...
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
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