Night Flowers of The Tropics (Don Blanding Poems)
Sometimes the strident reds and burning blues,The raw vermillions and magenta huesAre all too harsh.they persecute our eyes.So then, like ...
Sometimes the strident reds and burning blues,The raw vermillions and magenta huesAre all too harsh.they persecute our eyes.So then, like ...
THE wide streets glimmer in gray solitude.A last belated reveller, roistering by,Jerks out a catch, a spasm as to defyNight, ...
LIKE Clotho, at her harp she sits and weavesWith mystic fingers from the swaying stringsA melody that ever louder singsAnd ...
THERE are dim and distant sounds In the eerie echoes of night And mournfully I stand alone And catch them ...
(For Edward J. Wheeler) Within the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head, The smoke, a plume ...
His strident language threats to his people willing to go house to house to root out their freedom The harsh ...
Watching in horror the madman on the balcony rambling on incessantly of who would be executed who would be killed ...
The Pastor was right about the error, the missed point of the scripture in the speech of the firebrand, the ...
Talk to me of love with wonder in your eyes, of limber magic flying through the veiling air and soft-edged ...
I was schooled well before he died, able at least to feel what others felt when their fathers were deceased. ...
The strident sounds of silence echo in a darkened room, a beggar's tomb of emptied space and barrenness, a shameful ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
The blatant horns blare strident sound; Delighted, you laugh and seize My passive arm, but I have found Content in ...
THE WALK TO THE PARADISE GARDENS 1 Bonfire Night beckoned us to the bridge By Saint Hilda's where we started ...
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the ...
Now the autumn maize is growing, Now the corn-cob fills, Where the Little River flowing Winds among the hills. Over ...
The ArgumentA certain man having landed on an island in the Greek sea, found there a beautifuldamsel, whom he would ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
I will not toy with it nor bend an inch. Deep in the secret chambers of my heart I muse ...
Ah, in the night, all music haunts me here. . . . Is it for naught high Heaven cracks and ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
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