Hunting Lodge Poems - Poems about Hunting Lodge

... from top to bottom, like a root, she stretched across the entire canvas, eyes, petals, closed ~ arms ~ melting ~ beewax ~ liquid ~ imitating water ~ ......

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...(At the remote Mayerling hunting lodge, on January 30, 1889, two young people’s lives were extinguished. Crown Prince Rudolf, heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, and his young lover, Counte......

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...Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, And the Sioux, Choking for a breath of life's sustaining air, Smothered beneath the white man's blanket. The beating heart of native drums, are ......

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...THE LAST STAND Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, and the Sue, Smothered beneath the white man's blanket, Chocking for a breath of airs life's sustaining oxygen. The beating hea......

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...Mom’s Tree House Apartment Step inside, warm feelings greet you… On the entryway wall, President Kennedy signed a condolence letter from 1962, addressed to my Grandma, thanking her for Grand......

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...His poems live deep down in the wood down in an olde hunting lodge They are brown as the bears head that hangs on the wall brown as the dark leaves that fall silently hiding the salt lick fro......

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