Scraggle Poems - Poems about Scraggle

...Underneath the looming hemlocks, the incline makes each step a strain, up sandy earth and broken stone, but I see sunlight up ahead. Emerge upon a high ridgeline, underfoot now is all bedrock,......

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...Fielding Culver stepped off the west-bound train, and gazed up on the towering Front Range, it was a cool morn, eighteen sixty-nine, he’d been sent out west, his brother to find. He set up in a......

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...A Man of Green (Valentine’s Day) Blast breathed, bob booted, fiercely tramping, he sweeps down upon the land, hard browed, frozen white, bellowing, Rude Boreas, the prince of winter, rages, t......

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