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Dust of Snow

by Robert Frost

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

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January 4, 2017 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

The Girl and The Cloud

studio aka

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November 22, 2016 at 5:25 am Leave a comment

March

by Virna Sheard

The Ballad of the Quest

Windy March weather, with a lone crow flying,
A little ebony airship careening down the blue,
And high, high above him a wild goose crying,
The leading cry, the clarion cry, that guides his grey lines through!
Windy March weather, with the pine trees singing,
Silver-red the brambles show and silver-green the birch,
And silver-grey a squirrel on a top branch swinging,—
A friendly elf who nods to me from his far perilous perch.
Windy March weather, with the tawny brook that hurries
Eager for the outward rush of rivers to the sea;
A tiny brook sun-dappled, that frets and sings and worries,
A rough adventurous little brook that calls and calls to me!
Windy March weather, and the old spring madness
Tempting us to take the trail that wanders free and far,—
Whispering of magic roads that wind to lands of gladness,
Where vanished joys and lost delights and garnered treasures are!

March 18, 2016 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Daffodils, that … take the winds of March with beauty

A Time to KeepA Time to Keep

“Daffodils,/That come before the swallow dares, and take/The winds of March with beauty…

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March 4, 2016 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

January

A Time to KeepA Time to Keep

January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.

January 10, 2016 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

December African Rain

by Juluka

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December 1, 2015 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

Rain

by Sam Mbure
Beneath the Rainbow

Come down sweet rain;
Come rain on me
Like you rain on the tree,
The maize and the grass;
And they grow and grow and grow.

Come down sweet rain,
End famine and thirst.
Soon the market will overflow;
Vegetables and fruits, maize and
beans;
And I’ll grow and grow and grow.

Come down sweet rain
Wash away dust and dirt
Fill our drum with sweet rain water
So that tomorrow I can sleep till nine.
And I’ll be happy, happy to rest.

Come down sweet rain
Shut out drought and heat
Swell rivers, ponds and seas
Then as I swim naked in the pool
I’ll join the frogs singing for you.

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September 21, 2015 at 8:25 pm Leave a comment

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