Pine Needle Floorboards (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Silence steps, into the chapel the open-air sanctuary walking in silence a mere rubbing underfoot less than a crunch pine ...
Silence steps, into the chapel the open-air sanctuary walking in silence a mere rubbing underfoot less than a crunch pine ...
The joy, the secrets discovered wild berries, under the leafs, hidden in the woods, the underbrush in under the branches, ...
I sat apart, in the back of the sanctuary no roof our walls were around me nature all around Listening ...
One for me one for her (handfuls that is) wild blueberries, picking from the bushes high above my eyes, down ...
sitting alone, in the back of the sanctuary pines the rafters, blue sky the ceiling more beautiful than the Sistine ...
Behind the cabin, age and mothballs a smell I will not forget of a cabin, a retreat, of another time ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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