Free from intrusion (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
Nicky said I couldn't write, she's got a charming sense of social etiquette - given she's a bitch (the canine ...
GAZE not on thy beauty's pride, Tender maid, in the false tide That from lovers' eyes doth slide. Let thy ...
Low and brown barns, thatched and repatched and tattered, Where I had seven sons until to-day, A little hill of ...
There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
We will make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample ...
For love-I would split open your head and put a candle in behind the eyes. Love is dead in us ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
The Landing "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each ...
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
In the cowslip pips I lie, Hidden from the buzzing fly, While green grass beneath me lies, Pearled with dew ...
Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Isn't she lovely, "the Mistress"? With her wide-apart grey-green eyes, The droop of her lips and, when she smiles, Her ...
I am standing under the mistletoe, And I smile, but no answering smile replies For her haughty glance bids me ...
Cupid on a summer day, Wearied by unceasing play, In a rose heart sleeping lay, While, to guard the tricksy ...
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
There was a damned successful Poet; There was a Woman like the Sun. And they were dead. They did not ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
When I am living in the Midlands That are sodden and unkind, I light my lamp in the evening: My ...
Who ran away from his Nurse and was eaten by a Lion There was a Boy whose name was Jim; ...
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
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