A Little Green Beatle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A quiet ride in the car after the kites were back in the trunk, all buckled in and ready to ...
A quiet ride in the car after the kites were back in the trunk, all buckled in and ready to ...
Hanging on for dear life, even at thirty, she must have regretted her choice to perch on the edge of ...
I was harnessed and tethered tied to the earth, not truly free but I soared, for a few moments minutes ...
High above the roaring thunder over the sounds of countless horses the rush of the shockwave off the track a ...
A cascade of giggling caught us in waves that night at the dinner table A fresh catch perch and pumpkinseeds ...
Walking on the path Looking for a gator Down by the water A star preens for me And my camera ...
Constantly risking absurdity and death whenever he performs above the heads of his audience the poet like an acrobat climbs ...
Out alone in the winter rain, Intent on giving and taking pain. But never was I far out of sight ...
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
As I came to the edge of the woods, Thrush music -- hark! Now if it was dusk outside, Inside ...
Spires of the fireweed on the fretted sky - Tints of magenta on tranquility, Do you feel nurture for the ...
I fish for words to say what I fish for, half-catch sometimes. I have caught little pan fish flashing sunlight ...
When three, he fished these lakes, Curled sleeping on a lip of rock, Crib blankets tucked from ants and fishbone ...
Sam Small had retired from the Army, In the old Duke of Wellington's time, So when present unpleasantness started, He ...
I'll tell you the story of Jonah, A really remarkable tale; A peaceful and humdrum existence he had Until one ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
They will soon be down To one, but he still will be For a little while still will be stopping ...
Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour The cup of cheer that Beauty draws for me Out of those ...
I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind ...
I'm saying every day "If I should be a Queen, tomorrow" -- I'd do this way -- And so I ...
October. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchen I study my father's embarrassed young man's face. Sheepish grin, he holds in ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
My pensive SARA ! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is To sit beside ...
(Composed at Clevedon, Somersetshire) My pensive Sara! thy soft cheek reclined Thus on mine arm, most soothing sweet it is ...
Among the orchard weeds, from every search, Snugly and sure, the old hen's nest is made, Who cackles every morning ...
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the ...
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