Stars (by: Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)) Alone in the night On a dark hill With pines around me Spicy and still... continue reading
Summer (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)) Some men there are who find in nature all Their inspiration, hers the sympathy Which spurs them on to any great endeavor, To them the fields and woods are closest friends, And they hold dear communion with the hills; The voice of waters soothes them with its fall, And the great winds bring healing in their sound. continue reading
Walking With Grandpa (by: Unknown) I like to walk with Grandpa, His steps are short like mine. He doesn't say "Now Hurry Up," He always takes his time. continue reading
Wild Common, The (by: D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)) The quick sparks on the gorse bushes are leaping, Little jets of sunlight-texture imitating flame... continue reading
Winter Ride, A (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)) So with the stretch of the white road before me, Shining snowcrystals rainbowed by the sun, Fields that are white, stained with long, cool, blue shadows... continue reading
