The Tunning of Elenor Rumming (John Skelton Poems)
Tell you I chyll, If that ye wyll A whyle be styll, Of a comely gyll That dwelt on a hyll: But she is not ...
Tell you I chyll, If that ye wyll A whyle be styll, Of a comely gyll That dwelt on a hyll: But she is not ...
SUNSET AND NIGHT. BEAUTIFUL! O beautiful!When his blaze of glory done,In the Tropics sinks the Sun!Not, as at his noon, untendedBy ...
I was the patriarch of the shining land,Of the blond summer and metallic grain;Men vanished at the motion of my ...
One could not see or think, the heat overcame one,With a dazzle of square road to challenge and blind one,No ...
So from the ground we felt that virtue branch Through all our veins till we were whole, our wrists As ...
1896 They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold ...
Like canary dandruff, no, make that yellow pepper, freshly ground and served at your table a dust, large grained, adorning ...
Apricot and periwinkle Robin's egg and salmon. Moments of Yesterday's sunset Frozen in my mind. No Nikon or Kodak, No ...
Bells are booming down the bohreens, White the mist along the grass, Now the Julias, Maeves and Maureens Move between ...
I've come to give you fruit from out my orchard, Of wide report. I have trees there that bear me ...
Now can you see the monument? It is of wood built somewhat like a box. No. Built like several boxes ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
All summer we moved in a villa brimful of echos, Cool as the pearled interior of a conch. Bells, hooves, ...
Old man, you surface seldom. Then you come in with the tide's coming When seas wash cold, foam- Capped: white ...
It seemed that out of the battle I escaped Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped Through granites which ...
Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls ...
Out of burlap sacks, out of bearing butter, Out of black bean and wet slate bread, Out of the acids ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories