The Howling Winds (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The howling winds, buffeting the boat, our lives, at their mercy, the winds of doubt, of strife, of fear, our ...
The howling winds, buffeting the boat, our lives, at their mercy, the winds of doubt, of strife, of fear, our ...
I have been thinking about his. So many of my poems, about God the possessive is his A father God, ...
There was symmetry, balance in the telling of the story around the fire of the connection of the four races ...
She wept in prayer for the missing element, the unmet promise, the longing she had the ridicule she faced, too ...
He rose to speak of not one but the dance of two kings two men of different moment different weight ...
Sweat and avarice Were pungent under The cloud of dust From the pit Arms beat in the air Voices raised ...
THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mind; The present tale Boccace relates you'll find; Agiluf was the noble monarch's name; ...
Your soul was lifted by the wings today Hearing the master of the violin: You praised him, praised the great ...
A pianist dreams that he's hired by a wrecking company to ruin a piano with his fingers . . . ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
Because I was content with these poor fields, Low open meads, slender and sluggish streams, And found a home in ...
I Alphonso live and learn, Seeing nature go astern. Things deteriorate in kind, Lemons run to leaves and rind, Meagre ...
Who gave thee, O Beauty! The keys of this breast, Too credulous lover Of blest and unblest? Say when in ...
That you are fair or wise is vain, Or strong, or rich, or generous; You must have also the untaught ...
Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars. The Jew of Malta. POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE The sapient sutlers of the Lord Drift ...
'Who affirms that crystals are alive?' I affirm it, let who will deny: Crystals are engendered, wax and thrive, Wane ...
I'll have to change my mind on war, I need to take a break from structured thought; there's more to ...
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
To Kathleen- Nor I can give, nor you can take; endures The simple truth of me that is yours. Is ...
To Kathleen- Nor I can give, nor you can take; endures The simple truth of me that is yours. Is ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Bards freezing, naked, up to the neck in water, wholly in dark, time limited, different from initiations now: the class ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
cry your dreams child, cry silent your screams as still again, those masters of war face our souls and try ...
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
'TWAS 1 in that place o' Scotland's isle, That bears the name o' auld King Coil, Upon a bonie day ...
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