Firelight And Nightfall (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) The darkness steals the forms of all the queens, But oh, the palms of his two black hands are red, Inflamed with binding up the sheaves of dead continue reading
For Such A Little While (by: Helen Steiner Rice) God gave you your daughter For such a little while; He put a bit of heaven In the sunshine of her smile. continue reading
Garden By Moonlight, The (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)) A black cat among roses, Phlox, lilac-misted under a first-quarter moon, The sweet smells of heliotrope and night-scented stock. continue reading
God's Funeral (by: Thomas Hardy) I saw a slowly-stepping train -- Lined on the brows, scoop-eyed and bent and hoar continue reading
Have You Got A Brook In Your Little Heart (by: Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)) Have you got a Brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, And shadows tremble so... continue reading
He Is More Than A Hero (by: Sappho (c.600 BCE)) He is more than a hero he is a god in my eyes-- the man who is allowed to sit beside you -- he continue reading
Her Death And After (by: Thomas Hardy) 'Twas a death-bed summons, and forth I went By the way of the Western Wall, so drear On that winter night, and sought a gate-- The home, by Fate, Of one I had long held dear. continue reading
Her Dilema (by: Thomas Hardy) The two were silent in a sunless church, Whose mildewed walls, uneven paving-stones, continue reading
Her Immortality (by: Thomas Hardy) The two were silent in a sunless church, Whose mildewed walls, uneven paving-stones, And wasted carvings passed antique research; And nothing broke the clock's dull monotones. continue reading
