Creatures of Creation (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
The creatures of the air are the creatures of creation Birds, bats, flying squirrel, flying fish, cardinals, crow, pelican, penguin, ...
A piece of her past conjured up in the haze of the burning sage, the haunting sounds of the wolf, ...
I was harnessed and tethered tied to the earth, not truly free but I soared, for a few moments minutes ...
It is very aggravating To hear the solemn prating Of the fossils who are stating That old Horace was a ...
Why was that baleful Creature made, Which seeks our Quiet to invade, And screams ill Omens through the Shade? 'Twas, ...
On young Albert Ramsbottom's birthday His parents asked what he'd like most; He said to see t' Tower of London ...
I cannot spare water or wine, Tobacco-leaf, or poppy, or rose; From the earth-poles to the Line, All between that ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
I put two yellow peepers in an owl. Wow. I fix the grin of Crocodile. Spiv. I sew the slither ...
Let us go hence: the night is now at hand; The day is overworn, the birds all flown; And we ...
Far from me and like the stars, the sea and all the trappings of poetic myth, Far from me but ...
This night, as I sit here alone, And brood on what is dead and gone, The owl that's in this ...
The Judge is like the Owl -- I've heard my Father tell -- And Owls do build in Oaks -- ...
Through lane it lay -- through bramble -- Through clearing and through wood -- Banditti often passed us Upon the ...
The biker was a menace on the farm, a madman bent on speed, intent on leaving all for dead (it ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation! Wherever they can come With clankum and blankum ...
''Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare 'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
1 the legend is whispered in the women's tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into ...
She was very strange, and beautiful, as the violet mist upon the hills before night falls when the hoot owl ...
There is darkness behind the light -- and the pale light drips Cold on vague shapes and figures, that, half-seen ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I. THE FLOWER'S NAME Here's the garden she walked across, Arm in my arm, such a short while since: Hark, ...
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
I. I wanted the macabre plant holder hanging in Janet and Chrissy's apartment. My friend said her cousin tried to ...
Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good ...
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