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A New Fairy Tale Begins Brian Spivey	For a pairing like this had never born fruit but for nine months she knitted and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet XXXVII Wilfrid Scawen Blunt	The tree of knowledge bears a bitter...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A new season Kristin Rogers	last year we made cobbler with the neighbor's fruit that hung over the wall We went on and on about how perfect the peaches were This year, I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A New Year's Morning Song Anna Laetitia Waring	Is springing up, and bearing fruit in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Nightmare William Schwenck Gilbert	they'll blossom and bud like a fruit-tree - From the greengrocer tree you get grapes and green pea, cauliflower, pineapple,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Paranoia of Sorts eliseo guerrero cervantes	Sand, tsetse, fruit and a "musca domestica" Near or on my burger and fries and-- The reality of flying...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A pastoral sung to the king Robert Herrick	Troth, bad are both; worse fruit, and ill the tree: The feast of shepherds...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Peal Of Bells Christina Georgina Rossetti	Heap my golden plates with fruit, Golden fruit, fresh-plucked and ripe; Strike the bells and breathe the pipe; Shut out...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Plea to My Body Derek Martin	For not washing the chemically grown fruit I place in my mouth Forgive me for biting my nails Body forgive me, for not even trying...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poem Written By Sir Henry Wotton In His Youth Sir Henry Wotton	And fruit of time rewarded with untruth, the food of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poetry for the unborn girls Arunima Mohan	Both are welcome our first fruit of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poets's Welcome to His Love-Begotten Daughter Robert Burns	Sweet fruit o' monie a merry dint, My funny toil is no a' tint, Tho' thou cam to the warl' asklent, ...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Poet’s Eightieth Birthday Alfred Austin	Is banishment from Eden, though its fruit Remains...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Portrait Arthur Henry Adams	A woman-weakness that should yield, A fruit for love to clench and crush, A fragile warmth that arms should shield, A whisper that a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Postscript unto the Reader Michael Wigglesworth	Is this the fruit of Gods great patience, To wax more bold in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Practical Mom AMY UYEMATSU	Lately everything she touches bears fruit, from new-green string beans to winning golf strokes, glamorous hats she designs and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Prayer George William Russell	And though the fruit of stars by many myriads gleam, Yet in the undergrowth below, still in thy dream, Lighting...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Prayer in Darkness Gilbert Keith Chesterton	In sun and rain and fruit in season shown, The shining silence of the scorn of...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Question Arthur Henry Adams	Rough-handed, the fruit of a love that had dropped at his...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Rain Khushi pandey	Drop at a fruit's shop, It's feels like a bed, Where the...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Reading Of Life--With The Persuader George Meredith	Unmated; she, our hunger and our fruit Untasted; she our written fate Unread; Life's flowering, Life's root: Unread, divined;...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Reasonable Protestation J. C. Squire	With trees of plump celestial fruit, Red apples, golden pomegranates, And a river flowing by tall gates Of topaz and of chrysolite...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Run On Foil BS	eyes wide open mask crowns of passion fruit squirt citrus in a clockwise fashion rhymestoned rinse reheat fake pastry tricks and treats in...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A Salem Mother Theodosia Garrison	My cattle fill the pasture-land, The ripe fruit thickens on the tree, My son, my son is lost to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
A sampling of John Masefield (brilliant long narrative poems) Wayne Blair	Turning a stubborn clay to fruit, His eyes forever on some sign To help him plough a perfect...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)