December (Nancy Byrd Turner Poems)
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly ...
The house of December was all aglow, Each room was jolly and red; There were bulgy stockings ranged in a row, And holly ...
ONE morning I said to my wife,Near the time when the heavens are rifeWith the Equinoctial strife,"Arabella, the weather looks ...
The June house wasn't a house at all, But a level and leafy place, Where a gypsy scamp had pitched his camp-- A ...
I NEVER shall furgit that night when father hitched up Dobbin,An' all us youngsters clambered in an' down the road ...
It was a queer October place-- No house, you'd say, at all! A wide brown wood with leaves for a floor, And timbers ...
A night of wind and driving rain, No light on land or sky-The sharp squalls shook the window-pane And scurried loudly by,When ...
Lying flat on my belly shivering in clutch frost,There was time to watch the stars, we had dug in;Looking eastward ...
I dreamt your suicide notewas scrawled in pencil on a brown paperbag,& in the bag were six baby mice. The ...
''Twill take some getting.' 'Sir, I think 'twill so.' The old man stared up at the mistletoe That hung too ...
"O, the red tongues! The leavings of the fire! Red sunshine in October's smoky airWith all dry grasses rustling in ...
The poor old year died hard; for all the earth lay coldAnd bare beneath the wintry sky;While grey clouds scurried ...
Have you an eye for the trails, the trails, The old mark and the new?What scurried here, what loitered there, ...
I dreamt your suicide note was scrawled in pencil on a brown paperbag, & in the bag were six baby ...
1/ Had it not been for the traffic jam You'd have thought being elsewhere Most the niceties seemed so foreign ...
In London City I evade For charming Burlington Arcade - For thee in youth I met a maid By name ...
Beyond the Rocking Bridge it lies, the burg of evil fame, The huts where hive and swarm and thrive the ...
THERE is a wolf in me . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . a red tongue for raw meat . ...
A good man is seized by the police and spirited away. Months later someone brags that he shot him once ...
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