Drafts (Nora Bomford Poems)
Waking to darkness; early silence brokenBy seagull's cried, and something undefinedAnd far away. Through senses half-awoken,A vague enquiry drifts into ...
Waking to darkness; early silence brokenBy seagull's cried, and something undefinedAnd far away. Through senses half-awoken,A vague enquiry drifts into ...
Give me the life of a huntsman,It wants a lot of beating...I know, I've served my apprenticeshipWith that famous hunter, ...
Everybody knows me, Dr. Goosegrease, M.D. All the best paying patients, I've got 'em. Harley Street's my abode, No. 6 ...
I'm a lover of night-life in LondonWhen I start I can go pretty fastI've blotted me copy book I must ...
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
HUSH, little ones don't make a noisePick up your dolls and pick up your toys,Pick up your Teddy Bear, Johnny, ...
Pinker than the roses that enrich a summer's day, Splashing in the bath tub or just kicking them in play, ...
Little girlie, kneeling there,Speaking low your evening prayer,In your cunning little nightieWith your pink toes peeping through,With your eyes closed ...
Henry the first, surnamed " Beauclare," Lost his only son William at sea, So when Henry died it were hard ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
I had a dream, a dream of dread: I thought that horror held the house; A burglar bent above my ...
This girlchild was born as usual and presented dolls that did pee-pee and miniature GE stoves and irons and wee ...
You know the old story Ann Landers tells About the houseife in her basement doing the wash? She's wearing her ...
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