Mottoes (Billy Bennett Poems)
There are mottoes on the family crests of EnglandSince the Conqueror blew his conk upon our shoresIt's grand to have ...
There are mottoes on the family crests of EnglandSince the Conqueror blew his conk upon our shoresIt's grand to have ...
The boys upon the honor roll, God bless them all, I pray! God watch them when they sleep at ...
They had a new gnu at the ZooAnd nobody knew.Tho' the keeper, they say, had a clue;And that's probably true,Since ...
BONNIE wee laddies, and rosy-check'd lassies,Joyfully trotting to Kindergart classes,How gaily you march to the music of duty;Pictures and poems ...
IN this moment of our joy and exultation From distant lands they come,To join in glad reunion with the ...
There isn't any pay for you, you serve without reward,The boys who tramp the fields with you but little could ...
CXIVOf all the dreams I dreamed in bygone years, But one remains, imprinted on my age, And even that record, ...
Let me not die for ever! when I'm laid In the cold earth; but let my memory Live ...
(From the French of Emile Verhaeren) He who walks through the meadows of Champagne At noon in Fall, when leaves ...
Frail as smoke, she drifts through the crowded train, bringing with her the cold ashes of poverty. Without a word, ...
The church flings forth a battled shade Over the moon-blanched sward: The church; my gift; whereto I paid My all ...
Here is the ancient floor, Footworn and hollowed and thin, Here was the former door Where the dead feet walked ...
The law was the disciplinarian. So I guess I understand more fully the phrase, "throw the book at them" Yes, ...
Prayers for peace rose up in many tongues from the congregation gathered round a new pole hewn by parishioner hands ...
Ephemeral denizen of the dawn Emblazoned on the waking An aerosol archaeopteryx Captured for a twinkling On the heavens Feathers ...
Like an army general on parade reviewing the troops in the convoy tooling down the highway into battle I drove ...
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Next, then, the peacock, gilt With all its feathers. Look, what gorgeous dyes Flow in the eyes! And how deep, ...
For Brenda Williams La lune diminue; divin septembre. Divine September the moon wanes. Pierre Jean Jouve Themes for poems and ...
in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & heard duke's place, played after salsa between the old majestic ...
She sang beyond the genius of the sea. The water never formed to mind or voice, Like a body wholly ...
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