A World Came Alive (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The jetty changed, when the tide came in turned its course and headed out once more There were pools, caught ...
The jetty changed, when the tide came in turned its course and headed out once more There were pools, caught ...
A heavy husk thick dark shell no obstacle for one with a will to live a need to grow, warm ...
There sandy seems the golden sky And golden seems the sandy plain. No habitation meets the eye Unless in the ...
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to ...
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:-- Timor Mortis conturbat ...
Long Pont's apparitional this warm spring morning, the strand a blur of sandy light, and the square white of the ...
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
IN HOLLAND The laggard winter ebbed so slow With freezing rain and melting snow, It seemed as if the earth ...
Silvered in the dying light she lies a silent sleeping twinkle coloured Eve who heaves and breathes a sinuous sigh ...
For more than a billion years we've been nearly out of water; sincerely, a need repeatedly exposed in calamitous reports ...
Baby waits alone in sandy shallows lying, - wretchedly crying Dam marooned at sea aware her calf is dying precious ...
And the Piper dreams as he pipes up in his mind colours in choral horizons distant, of courtliness dimmed in ...
Indeed. These jagged crevasses of the psyche are treacherous, gray. Extending two hundred plus days in every direction; an ominous ...
Where the rough Caigra rolls the surgy wave, Urging his thunders thro' the echoing cave; Where the sharp rocks, in ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare ...
The flag that hung half-mast today Seemed animate with being As if it knew for who it flew And will ...
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...
How straight it flew, how long it flew, It clear'd the rutty track And soaring, disappeared from view Beyond the ...
Comrades, many a year and day Have fled since that glorious 9th of May When we made the charge at ...
The three men coming down the winter hill In brown, with tall poles and a pack of hounds At heel, ...
The prophetic tribe of the ardent eyes Yesterday they took the road, holding their babies On their backs, delivering to ...
Land lies in water; it is shadowed green. Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges showing the line of ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Mist clogs the sunshine. Smoky dwarf houses Hem me round everywhere; A vague dejection Weighs down my soul. Yet, while ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
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