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Face of Deaths Sharry Monks	I call them fictional tats, maybe bluffs, Tracing my disguised intents, while At the back of my mind, i see not Hope Nor life, I...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
The weirdest dream Sharry Monks	I call them fictional tats, maybe bluffs, Tracing my disguised intents, while At the back of my mind, i see not Hope Nor life, I...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
A Country Artist Ivan Zassavitski	And do what it takes River bluffs stretch below The Bald Eagle up in the skies I partake a mindful retreat To gain perspective...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Aechdeacon Barbour John Greenleaf Whittier	Marked by tall bluffs whose slopes of greenness show Fantastic outcrops of the rock below; The slow result of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Birth of an Island(WARNING! 108 lines) karl stuber	Tearing away the rock and leaving bluffs With quite a bit of help from the wind's huffs Wind and waves moved gravel like a snow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Cobbler Keezar's Vision John Greenleaf Whittier	And river and ocean joined; And there were the bluffs and the blue sea-line, And cold north hills...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
English Thornton Edgar Lee Masters	Do battle with the fops and bluffs, The pretenders and figurantes of the society column And the yokel souls whose daughters...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Georgine Sand Miner Edgar Lee Masters	With which I moved with the bluffs, like a flea on a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Gods Water Sculpture Brian Oliveri	sculpting fine detail ridges and bluffs temperature cool tourists trusting caravan of mule sights to see humble me extensively...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Hampton Beach John Greenleaf Whittier	Beyond the dark pine bluffs and wastes of sandy...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
I Remember Michael W. Evans	From where we stood high on the bluffs, we could see the waves that crashed and ravaged the rocks below...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In Love With A Hot Goth Chick Jason Mui	always bluffs but i call her every night to see if she wants to go out and have a bite i've severed my arms...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
In the eye Roneka Marshall	doing no wrong thou other people calling they bluffs in the eye of a person that’s strong they hold they head up cause the power of throne shine...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
L'envoi Rudyard Kipling	Where the blindest bluffs hold good, dear lass, And the wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Red Meat: Fragments of Stesichoros ANNE CARSON	Dog they were sitting on the bluffs The dog regarded him Joyfully ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Redbirds Sara Teasdale	Sparkling far below, Trailing stately round her bluffs Where the poplars grow...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sam Holt Andrew Barton Paterson	And the poker you played, and the bluffs that you bluffed, And your habits of holding a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Tell my Friends Aldo Gabbay	Then I go for walk At the Scarborough bluffs I had watched The lake Ontario I saw the shallow area It was crystal clear I also saw...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ballad Of The Northern Lights Robert William Service	By bluffs so steep that the hard-hit sheep falls sheer from out the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Bridge: The Dance Harold Hart Crane	—wisped of azure...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Huskers John Greenleaf Whittier	all afire beyond, Slowly o'er the eastern sea-bluffs a milder glory shone, And the sunset and the moonrise were mingled into one! As thus into the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Long Trail Rudyard Kipling	Or West to the Golden Gate -- Where the blindest bluffs hold good, dear lass, And the wildest tales are true, And the men bulk big on the old trail,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Pangolin Marianne Moore	the ant; spidering a length of web from bluffs above a stream; in fighting, mechanicked like to pangolin; capsizing in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Ports of the Open Sea Henry Lawson	And the black bluffs blur like...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
The Preacher John Greenleaf Whittier	run Into the sea-mist north and south; The sand-bluffs at the river's mouth; The swinging chain-bridge, and, afar, The foam-line of the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)