Carry me, a youngling, a suckling, in your warm pouch, carry me up the trees across grass lands far far away from here.
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Carry me, a youngling, a suckling, in your warm pouch, carry me up the trees across grass lands far far away from here.
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I turn off the lights then I turn on the radio I lay on the floor and my eyes are drawn to the window I guess you never knew that it’s my daily attitude I avoid meeting people outside ’cause I don’t wanna mix their voices with yours in my head I walk with a…
One day this gravel and pavement recitation will make sense We watched the open road disappear beneath rapidly turning wheels Swore we’d never go back Now here we are pulling in, gassed out, to our surprise This old place looks new. The post Road Will Rise | Cattail Jester appeared first on Best Poetry. Go…
_______________________________________________________ Portrait of Nymphs Bathing After the painting A Mermaid by John William Waterhouse, 1900 I thought I might as well transform into a great silver fish as…
Raise your hand if you dance Raise your voice if you hurt Raise your children with respect there are no guarantees The post Do You Dance | Rozann Kraus appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online
I mean to look at five different very small-scale details, and demonstrate the hard-to-beat Pierre Boulez’s 1969 recording with the Cleveland Orchestra: : Obviously, recording techniques have evolved a lot since then — and there are many other great recordings; here’s just a few: Monteux/Grand Orchestre Symphonique (1929). He conducted the premiere and was…
they come in shirtless with whoops and yells a herd of young to be captured in a net and let loose in a greater wild The post Whoops | Tempest Brew appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online