Cottages (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Gingerbread cottages on the old revival campsites around the Tabernacle on the Bluff over the Atlantic on the Vineyard Hearing ...
Gingerbread cottages on the old revival campsites around the Tabernacle on the Bluff over the Atlantic on the Vineyard Hearing ...
No one's timetable governed our steps up with the first light long before the sun rose over the slate blue ...
She stood there still at the rail at the edge of our balcony our room in our slice of paradise ...
On a floor of needles and leaves I sat in a cathedral of pine Five trees encircled my prayer Limbs ...
There is a place where only I can go A space of solitary quietude a singular solitude where my thoughts ...
A cord of ten brown pelicans snaked through the hot air cutting the shimmering heat almost kissing the skin of ...
How fast can your move backward while in a crouched position with your eye in the viewfinder of a manual ...
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea; They clambered and rollicked ...
The nymph in vain bestows her pains That seeks to thrive where Bacchus reigns; In vain are charms, or smiles, ...
There's a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete restaurants fall into dreams with candlelight couples ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you, ...
I'll tell of the Magna Charter As were signed at the Barons' command On Runningmead Island in t' middle of ...
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island Where the night tide came ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
Is not Love here as 'tis in other climes, And differeth it, as do the several nations? Or hath it ...
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
(Song for the City College of New York) O youngest of the giant brood Of cities far-renowned; In wealth and ...
Heart of France for a hundred years, Passionate, sensitive, proud, and strong, Quick to throb with her hopes and fears, ...
Stand fast, Great Britain! Together England, Scotland, Ireland stand One in the faith that makes a mighty land, True to ...
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and whisper, Where the ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
In what torn ship soever I embark, That ship shall be my emblem of thy Ark; What sea soever swallow ...
Who ever loves, if he do not propose The right true end of love, he's one that goes To sea ...
No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. ...
Of Bronze -- and Blaze -- The North -- Tonight -- So adequate -- it forms -- So preconcerted with ...
Is the current rate of global warming a serious and cogent warning? Do we need to think about the fact ...
There wasn't room for sympathy, the epicentre moved too rapidly for that and even when we knew the anger of ...
In these quiet moments before the night softens the mountains of the South and deflates the clouds that float beneath ...
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