‘A Vagabond Song’ by Bliss Carman, Put to Music by Jack DesBois
. . A Vagabond Song by Bliss Carman (1861-1929) There is something in the autumn that is native to my ...
. . A Vagabond Song by Bliss Carman (1861-1929) There is something in the autumn that is native to my ...
. The cats are creatures of a liberal kind, For on the laps of commie artists, you’ll find Them. Coffee ...
. Approaching Halloween “You live in the same kind of grayness as the filthy stuff that formed you.” —Jack Finney, ...
. BOO! I feel a fleshless presence: A faceless, soulless call To tomb-doom acquiescence Beyond a graveyard wall, Where ghoulish effervescence And ghostly iridescence In moon-kissed opalescence Enthrall at evenfall. I hear an eerie sighing. It jars ...
. Glastonbury A deathless tree stood witness while The marshlands round a nearby isle Were drained and bared a hill ...
. Dead Puppies On a break from the propaganda mill I found puppies I thought I could kill, So I ...
. How Grim Is the Grim Reaper? How grim is the Grim Reaper? Rapacious and rambunctious; Solemn stalker, soul seeker, ...
. To all the tough women in Texas who actually know how to handle guns. My daddy got the job ...
. We Sum total of all life is death, And breath sustains us for a time. We’ll live until we’ve ...
. So many things were churning in his mind When scrambling down the track towards the cove, To take especial ...
. It's raining now in New York City; Yes, I know that's true. For like that dreamer, Walter Mitty, Daydreams ...
. Face-to-Face Meeting up, Darjeeling tea, So familiar, you and me. Here’s your cup, you raise it up Do a ...
. Men Before Work for Dana Gioia It’s dark and cold. The fleet comes filtering in. They take a breath. ...
. Pope Sylvester II and Meridiana Pope Sylvester II, born Gerbert de Aurillac (946-1003), is said to have had a ...
. Fright Night This is the night the dead walk in the streets Looking like neighbors’ children, masked In tricks they ...
. As I look out upon October leaves And brown grass weathered by the autumn sun, I see the shafts ...
. By Waterloo Station I sat down and thought (on a bench not too far from the turbulent stream) of ...
. Lady Macbeth’s Regret Soft hands that led her smitten lord to bedInflamed the flare and thrust of his desire.Cool hands that won ...
. The Twilight’s Last Gleaming? The waning moon is framed by crippled branches; One long white stripe of cloud-chalk intersects ...
. Perfect Apples The Law of Perfect Apples says it all:A malic acid tang pervades the crispAnd shocking mouth appeal ...
. I Took a Notion (A Man’s View) I took a notion once in life, To find myself a willing ...
. Ballade for His Lady Deceased by Charles d’Orléans (1394–1465) Alas, Death, who made you so bold? My noble princess you possess; ...
. When the goddesses came by the light of the dawn, They were greeted with music, and what did they ...
. I’m old, my young ones. Soon I’ll have to leave. But ere we part I have just one tale ...
. Autumn You’ll notice, ‘round this time of year, That to the flowers they hold dear, The bees will cling ...
. after the Epoch Times series' How the Specter of Communism Is Ruling the World History’s tide brought us forth ...
. https://youtu.be/eRp7_tqfxTs On Rumble here: https://rumble.com/vnvehl-a-poem-for-aging-beauties-endless-bloom-society-of-classical-poets.html?mref=iosaf&mc=6b8az Poet: Angel L. Villanueva of Massachusetts Audio/Visual Work: Society of Classical Poets Voice-Over: Evan ...
. Prince Albert in a Can What can I say? I wore a mask and did The social distance thing, ...
. Nature is bountiful giving to man All that we require, however She can; Food for the table and meds ...
. A Pox Upon My House a pantoum I heard the hiss of sickness as my mind cracked. I scoured ...
. Pareidolia: The science of seeing faces in everyday objects. Apophenia: The human tendency to seek patterns in random information. ...
. When you see Inflation rise It’s no surprise... When you see All the goods In short supplies, Work disincentivized, ...
. FROM DARKEST ANTIQUITY . I. Ancient Ritual A thousand brown feet burn on sand In Pharaoh’s funeral caravan. By ...
. Alfred the Great Alfred the Great was a shy king Who found it not much to his liking __Making ...
. read about Geronimo here Geronimo! That is my name; I’ve garnered international fame because I haven’t got TB, or ...
. What Did Paul Revere? Listen, my children, and shed a tear, Because everything that he held dear Did vanish ...
. What do you do? What mission’s yours? Come now, be true: Which soul now stirs? Who do you serve? ...
. . Love Thy Neighbor Make no excuseIf sheer abuseIs all you giveTo those who live Around you. OwnThat you ...
. Prerequisites for a Trendy Poetry Reading Casual clothes, streetwise but debonair: Knit sweater, denims (slightly dishabille); A tentative, apologetic ...
. Discrimination by Who? YMCA basketball for 7-year olds It’s not the least bit personal, But kids who have no ...
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