Becoming part of the Earth (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Returning from whence it grew the scaled cap of last year's acorn becoming part of the dirt, the soil the ...
Returning from whence it grew the scaled cap of last year's acorn becoming part of the dirt, the soil the ...
Down by the dirt at the base of the white pine clutched close, holding the gnarled, wrinkled elephant skin a ...
There is something rare something grand something right about the graves of New Orleans not hidden flat stones carved names ...
A shepherd's hook stood in the corner of the empty office a reminder of the role the reason for this ...
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there the sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
Land in the rough By design and by tradition. A sense of place. Stone wall and lake and meadow Wood ...
Roll over, snooze hit Warm covers, cold morn Morning light Piercing my slumber Out the window Down below My barn ...
The paddle and I Out in the middle of The churning lake. The wind pushed the bow Turning me around. ...
Dull white snow Gray ice, losing power Brown dirt, wet from melting Clear leaves, rotting A bit of green Amidst ...
Hangover of pearl white snow Gray ice losing power Brown dirt, clear leaves, rotting Wet dark chocolate, rich humus Eyes ...
In the dirt in the space under the pines A town planner toils roads and structures stone walls of gravel ...
With an old newspaper for a plate and water from the hose for dressing Four junior chefs, three to ten, ...
Grass and needles and weeds stirred by arms and sticks in the pink pool in the yard The giggle twins ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Up yonder in Buena Park There is a famous spot, In legend and in history Yclept the Waller Lot. There ...
Prate, ye who will, of so-called charms you find across the sea-- The land of stoves and sunshine is good ...
Little Miss Brag has much to say To the rich little lady from over the way And the rich little ...
A CERTAIN husband who, from jealous fear, With one eye slept while t'other watched his dear, Deprived his wife of ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, How many round attribute all their cares! In these howe'er I never ...
It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I ...
Up in a dirty window in a dark room is a star which an old man can see. He looks ...
I wake and hearing it raining. Were I dead, what would I give Lazily to lie here, Like this, and ...
The trees in time have something else to do besides their treeing. What is it. I'm a starving to death ...
But let us leave Queen Mab a while, Through many a gate, o'er many a stile, That now had gotten ...
The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up with what's left of heaven, nearby a patch of daffodils rooted ...
As the sweet sweat of roses in a still, As that which from chafed musk-cats' pores doth trill, As the ...
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally ...
Under the Light, yet under, Under the Grass and the Dirt, Under the Beetle's Cellar Under the Clover's Root, Further ...
The man whose term we would remember as our longest, constant serving Head of State, besides the late Sir Robert ...
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