Snap of the McIntosh (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out in the orchard, before the first apple placed gently in the bag, snap of the McIntosh to my bite, ...
Out in the orchard, before the first apple placed gently in the bag, snap of the McIntosh to my bite, ...
The evergreen forest, wet fragrance after the cooling shower sweet scent of pine caught in wisps of air mixing with ...
Freshly tilled soil, rot on the forest floor chocolate bubbling on the stove Gardenias, violets, garlic breath Sulphur of the ...
Fragrance to match pallets of colors thrown together on the mouse ears of the petals bright smells intoxicating in their ...
You were my first love Gone when I was thirteen On May Day, your day. Your smiling face and the ...
From a pure royal blue, to a spectrum of rust pale canary yellow, bleeds to burgundy and finally cobalt sudden ...
Eager, poised and ready unfurling in the hot July sun wanting, needing to join her sisters and brothers in the ...
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
Good editor Dana--God bless him, we say-- Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the ...
O mother-my-love, if you'll give me your hand, And go where I ask you to wander, I will lead you ...
Give me, O indulgent Fate! Give me yet before I die A sweet, but absolute retreat, 'Mongst paths so lost ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
I The other night I had a dream, most clear And comforting, complete In every line, a crystal sphere, And ...
I Ah, who will tell me, in these leaden days, Why the sweet Spring delays, And where she hides, -- ...
I envy every flower that blows Along the meadow where she goes, And every bird that sings to her, And ...
Rose, harsh rose, marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet ...
To the tune of "Telling My Most Intimate Feelings" When night comes, I am so flushed with wine, I undo ...
To the tune of "Intoxicated in the Shadow of Flowers" Thin mist, dense clouds, a grief-stricken day; auspicious incense burns ...
To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream" Thousands of light flakes of crushed gold for its blossoms, Trimmed jade for ...
The fragrance of the pink lotus fails, the jade mat hints of autumn. Softly I unfasten my silk cloak, Who ...
To the tune "Courtyard Filled with Fragrance" Fragrant grass beside the pond green shade over the hall a clear cold ...
To the tune of "Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers" Light mists and heavy clouds, melancholy the long dreary day. ...
It may indeed be fantasy when I Essay to draw from all created things Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely ...
The impact of a dollar upon the heart Smiles warm red light, Sweeping from the hearth rosily upon the white ...
I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from ...
Now darkness ponds upon the violet hills; cicadas sing; the tall elms gently sway; and night bends near, a deepening ...
AH! from my eyes the tears unbidden start, Albion! as now thy cliffs (that bright appear Far o'er the wave, ...
Brightly the sun of summer shone, Green fields and waving woods upon, And soft winds wandered by; Above, a sky ...
High stretched upon the swinging yard, I gather in the sheet; But it is hard And stiff, and one cries ...
Mild the mist upon the hill Telling not of storms tomorrow; No, the day has wept its fill, Spent its ...
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