The Poet Orders His Tomb (Edgar Bowers Poems)
I summon up Panofskv from his bed Among the famous dead To build a tomb which, since I ...
I summon up Panofskv from his bed Among the famous dead To build a tomb which, since I ...
Under a daisied bank There stands a rich red ruminating cow, And hard against her flank A cotton-hooded milkmaid bends ...
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
A visual reminder the heart of God showing under the trinity the Father, Son and Spirit Reminding us tangibly of ...
Each of these words poems, and their beauty stones into the waters given back to the sea In ripples, their ...
Trying as best I can in the writings that I put down to capture the touch, the feel, the smell, ...
Across the skies a message of God's love The colors, a changing tableau love echoing, murmuring a visual chorus charged ...
A vine, a burgundy bramble blackberry bushes, tall, in the fall sun shiny burgundy, yellow, green leaves standing tall, as ...
Sitting down, the kitchen table late lunch, lot going on His pencil, well, not exactly, sitting there on the table. ...
A vine, a burgundy bramble blackberry bushes, tall, in the fall sun shiny burgundy, yellow, green leaves standing tall, as ...
Not a photograph, with poetic tones, that was a bit lyrical, though I have seen them She gave me a ...
A picture may speak a thousand words but some stories, told well living without pictures Visual words, conjure images, memories, ...
Tactile memories in the cemetery stones visual reflections of the times the ages in which the country knew imagery of ...
The visual texture the fallen branch, before she grabbed it wielded it like a sword Down on the ground crouch ...
Layers of clouds grays and white living sky with rich visual texture Rippled screens of space like the flesh of ...
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night, To visit with my honest, genial friends, ...
Now warm with ministerial ire, Fierce sallied forth our loyal 'Squire, And on his striding steps attends His desperate clan ...
Troubled slumbering of things, the curtain blown aside by the gush of the salty wind, the advent of the tide ...
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
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