Grasses, Ferns and the Tree Tops (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All of this changing like a cascade of color all variations of greens from the brightest to the warmest alive ...
All of this changing like a cascade of color all variations of greens from the brightest to the warmest alive ...
The rain falling heavy on the autumnal tableau the vivid colors of autumn on the mums below Watering the fall ...
Purple Blue Asters bright yellow centers shining above the new-cut hay along our hurried way We drive right on by ...
Our lives a garden wonders and delights though chaotic beautiful in God's sight The colors of our garden across the ...
Glimpses of fire fleetingly in the sky turning to smoke right before my eyes Stopping to wonder to watch the ...
Each of these words poems, and their beauty stones into the waters given back to the sea In ripples, their ...
Across the skies a message of God's love The colors, a changing tableau love echoing, murmuring a visual chorus charged ...
Reds and oranges, yellows and greens the fall colors of the sugar maple adorning the front lawn of the church ...
A spasm, a burst, a splash clear, discrete, jarring color contrast of red on green before the slide fully into ...
A Georgia O'Keeffe tableau the inner parts of the fertile ripe iris yellow on yellow ablaze with the sunset's rays ...
An earthen vase held a bouquet simple crocuses at the street corner in the downtown of the city, around the ...
A fall sky in slumber warming fan brush strokes, horsehair bristles, pushed across the fall tableau Deep burgundies and dark ...
A living Ansel Adams tableau white birches stretching heavenward over a winter scene of white on white A monochromatic world ...
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
The Robin's my Criterion for Tune -- Because I grow -- where Robins do -- But, were I Cuckoo born ...
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
Orpheus liked the glad personal quality Of the things beneath the sky. Of course, Eurydice was a part Of this. ...
Pulled from a life some leaves in evergreen Or dressed like fragrant crinoline draped Over shadows by di Chirico, stolen ...
Consider a girl who keeps slipping off, arms limp as old carrots, into the hypnotist's trance, into a spirit world ...
It was the steamer Alice May that sailed the Yukon foam. And touched in every river camp from Dawson down ...
Speaking to you this hour these days when I have lost the feather of poetry and the rains of separation ...
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