It’s foggy this morning with heavy fog warnings. So, I’m re-posting a fog poem from a few years back. Foggy Fracas The door swung softly open, And, swirling soundlessly, Many misty visitors Soon encircled me. My silent guests seemed sullen, Swathed in dripping gowns; They fixed their watery eyes on me And frowned their dripping […]
Jul 30, 2023
The Cornfield in the Moonlight
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The Cornfield in the Moonlight by Blanche Manos The cornfield in the moonlight, when the shadows dance and sway Is not the same at midnight as it is throughout the day. The field is hushed at midnight; the world has gone to sleep, But the cornstalks nod and rustle at the mysteries they keep. Who […]
Apr 28, 2023
Under the Quilting Frame
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Under the quilting frame, hidden away, Hemmed in by big ladies’ feet, The fireplace crackling and blazing near-by With welcome and comfortable heat, Big ears had I, in my snug little cave With biscuits and bacon to munch, With the quilt for my ceiling, I listened real hard To this busy and talkative bunch. What […]
