Glossa Poems - Poems about Glossa

.... i'm think'n that that morning under the orange tree ourn teeth tear'n the succulent gift uv Jehovah God Almighty ......

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...My heart is inditing a poetic matter My tongue is the workmanship of a divine potter My glossa is the verbal-scripter of a meditative writer These words are the instinctive outburst of my soul Li......

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...(Glossa Rubaiyat written in Sestet) The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. (From "The Da......

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...the tongue is just another muscle gives strength to what we think amidst life's daily hustle bustle helps thoughts to words interlink so the father with his mother tongue speaks to progeny gen......

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