Stopping a Train Wreck, in Progress (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Some days, some of them are like stopping a train wreck, already in progress, the sequence of events long since ...
Some days, some of them are like stopping a train wreck, already in progress, the sequence of events long since ...
By the fire, crackling sparks, living flame, licked the wood dancing before the starlight before the pine forest, beyond the ...
A summer, long ago a different sleepover, out under the stars, in the Berkshire woods when summer camp meant the ...
Electricity in the air Charged particles Sparks between us Clap of thunder Heavy rain Beats on the metal roof Blackout ...
NEAR Rome, of yore, close to the Florence road, Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode; Small sums were charged; few ...
THE key, which opes the chest of hoarded gold. Unlocks the heart that favours would withhold. To this the god ...
IF truth give pleasure, surely we should try; To found our tales on what we can rely; Th' experiment repeatedly ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
We met as Sparks -- Diverging Flints Sent various -- scattered ways -- We parted as the Central Flint Were ...
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning -- The Violet -- is Noon -- The Yellow -- Day -- ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
For Margot Snow that fallest from heaven, bear me aloft on thy wings To the domes of the star-girdled Seven, ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
On a sunny brae, alone I lay One summer afternoon; It was the marriage-time of May With her young lover, ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
(A Virginia Legend.) The Planting of the Hemp. Captain Hawk scourged clean the seas (Black is the gap below the ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
I 'Tis done -- but yesterday a King! And arm'd with Kings to strive -- And now thou art a ...
I. So, I shall see her in three days And just one night, but nights are short, Then two long ...
I That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, And the blue eye Dear and dewy, And that infantine fresh air of hers! ...
Chorus-This is no my ain lassie, Fair tho, the lassie be; Weel ken I my ain lassie, Kind love is ...
Not under foreign skies Nor under foreign wings protected - I shared all this with my own people There, where ...
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