Plenipotentiary Poems - Poems about Plenipotentiary

...Into the fog I fell, amidst the bone chilling cold, caterwauled by silence - eerily the end of the year, dismal. With the call of a forefinger, I float through the mist, silence switches to......

Continue reading...

...Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. —Robert Louis Stevenson A HANDFUL OF SEEDS-RLS Plenipotentiary plea, A handful of seeds; on bent ......

Continue reading...

...Would that we had a plenipotentiary (Would that we knew what that was) Perhaps we'd empty the enemy's penitentiaries ~ by the end of the twenty-first century......

Continue reading...

...I don't remember ever applying to be a plenipotentiary But now that I am a septuagenarian I realize that this is precisely what I was meant to be ~ A septuagenarian plenipotentia......

Continue reading...

...Validate Spring with its plenipotentiary pollen. Green sawdust all about the ground, car and porch - Shaken free from the jocund trees with budding leaves. Before the season’s even warm, they’re a......

Continue reading...

...SUMMER’S END staying cool, in the pool, where children are cruel, on a very hot day— Summer’s officially over. from submarine fool, fishy bubbling school, plenipotentiary fuel— a p......

Continue reading...

...Here's the job for you "Plenipotentiary" ~ Nah. Been there. Done that. Note: Not an entry in the 'Exploding Laughter Contest'......

Continue reading...

...I hate beginnings, plenipotentiary prattle, use- less sedimentary-sounds. A preface and first chap- ter betwixt the suc- culent kiss, the marvelous mystery unfolding. wash your hands, bobblehea......

Continue reading...

...to proclaim your love in the morning and your faithfulness at night to the music of the ten-stringed lyre and the melody of the harp — Psalm 92:2 NIV Light......

Continue reading...

...Dedicated to Robert Lindley. Warning this tale is dark. THE DOVE A bloody stain upon the sheets, how cruel! Soulless weight of the wretched beast who’d rule. With his bare paws and dow......

Continue reading...

...ahh...auspicious shake of good fortune. the soil so red, smells so rich. the allure of an ancient burial box. my eyes, like pyres of greed. admiring thieves have no appetency for my pillage. t......

Continue reading...

...The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, one of my favorite films, hauntingly irresistible in black and white. The sun neither rises nor sets as the words stir in the tide. Like fabric, I touch and feel th......

Continue reading...

...Lemony pines spring from my Summer mind, dangling their scent, like Christmas ornaments. I close my eyes and follow the sapphic breeze. My bronze feet bounce through the mossy sea. ......

Continue reading...

...SNOW IN SPRING the cherry blossoms in preakness pink, a swaff of butterflies, gliding in otherworldly space, fluttering like snow in Spring. Cherry Lane in sonorous state, ......

Continue reading...

...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXIV IF ever I had a country proud of its sacred Soul Patrie And if ever by a long shot I was nominated - not spuriously elected - Chef Ministre d'Etat Ple......

Continue reading...