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Revival Seema Ali	Harbour a new bird of the vines Until a new life runs into...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Riding Round the Lines Henry Lawson	hush and sudden movement, and its meaning he divines, And he patches up a blunder while he’s riding round his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Romance Sonámbulo Federico García Lorca	Tin bell vines were trembling on the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Roots And Leaves Themselves Alone Walt Whitman	vines, Gushes from the throats of birds, hid in the foliage of trees, as the sun is...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ruins Barbara Cadogan	Vines crawling, creeping over This grey facade of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Rusting Armor William Arnett	Making it easier to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sappho John Lars Zwerenz (1969 - )	By a trellis where the roses are married to the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Scotch Drink Robert Burns	Bout vines, and wines, an drucken Bacchus, An crabbit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sennin Poem By Kakuhaku Ezra Pound	Green vines hang through the high forest, They weave a whole roof to the mountain, The lone man sits with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Shedding Scales Stuart A. Chasmar	Where they sit as deep blue rocks Or vines that path among the trees Entangling Schechuan beans In fiery flavor mysteries Today I try...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Since Nellie Came To Live Along The Creek Edward George Dyson	At her smile my garden flourished, and the vines grew green and strong, And the bush falls back before it, and it strikes the scrub away, For...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sixth Sunday After Epiphany John Keble	Bright maidens and unfailing vines, The warrior's pride, the hunter's mirth, Poor fragments all of this low earth: Such as...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sleep deprivation clarity found in the rubble of a fallen castle in the sky Shane Ryan Harper	and the door gives way and the solid dead wood vines swallow me piercing my lungs until I die awake but there he stood drink vinegar father why...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sleep deprivation starvation sickness and a reason to live Shane Ryan Harper	and the door gives way and the solid dead wood vines swallow me piercing my lungs until I die awake but there he stood drink vinegar father why...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sleep II Payton Hayes	legs wrapped around my own like rogue vines that won’t let...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
SNAKE VINES Phil Roberts	Snake vines are moving Almost as fast as a man, Slopping...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Society Subhodeep Chakraborty	Tongue, can't taste the justice Vines are filled with spoiled...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Sojourn Holly Michelle Ming	I still untangle vines today, like an archeologist, trying to piece skin together, not...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solitude Sir Henry Parkes	Groups of climbing, clustering vines, Rocks that stand like sentinels Guarding native citadels, Lowly flowering shrubs that grace...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solomon Thomas Parnell	Among their rites, (their vines) I learn'd to dwell, And in the mean employ my beauty fell; By frailty lost, I gave my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Solution Ralph Waldo Emerson	Tented Tartary, columned Nile,-- And, under vines, on rocky isle, Or on wind-blown sea-marge bleak, Forward stepped the perfect Greek: That wit...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
song William Stephen Edwardsw	It slithers through leaves and vines past a troubled Cambodian’s ear Who was not taught to listen and, thus, cannot hear ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song in a Minor Key Dorothy Parker	And wayward vines go roaming, Where the lilacs nod, and a marble god Is pale, in scented...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of Marion's Men William Cullen Bryant	We know its walks of thorny vines, Its glades of reedy grass, Its safe and silent islands Within the dark...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Song of the Foot Track Elsie Cole	And the purple vines fling tendrils out to bind me; For the secret of my lure is the call of the Unknown, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)